"He did not even try and picture the woman for you?"
"Only his fiddle could do that, he declared."
"You see how foolish he is," said Barbara.
"I do not find any great sign of folly in that," Crosby answered.
"I was thinking of your journey, sir. I told Martin to find you if he could and warn you; that was all I bid him do."
"And my coming has displeased you," said Crosby. "I will go on the instant if it be your will."
"No, no; it is my will that you tell me the remainder of the story."
"There is no more to tell."
"You have not told me who the man was who helped you to escape from your manor at Lenfield," said Barbara.
"He desired me not to speak of him, and I must keep faith."