"But, Jeremy, I've been waiting for this chance——"
"It'll be away over the water if we don't hurry. Besides, lad, you are not fit to fight it out with De Rothan."
"Look here, Jerry. I must have a shot or a thrust at him."
"And does somebody want to weep over a corpse? Be reasonable, lad. Leave the Frenchman to me."
Jasper looked savage and dejected.
"Oh, call me a baby, Jeremy, and have done with it."
"Now, lad, now, do you think the old devil don't love you? Why, I'd put a pistol into Squire Kit's fist and tell him to shoot me if I were to let you run yourself to-night on that scoundrel's sword. The spirit is willing, sir, but the flesh is weak. Hallo—here come the horses."
Jack Jenner sat back on his heels with a grunt of satisfaction.
"That be one of t' quickest jobs, Mr. Benham, sir——"
Jasper was up on the instant.