"Gentlemen," I said, "I am satisfied--that Master Murray hath a stout
case. There is no more need be said."
"Ah, but there is more to be said," flared Marjory. "Think shame of
yourself, sir, to be forever believing against others motives which
you know yourself to be laden with. You were once an honorable man.
Why do you not mend your ways and regain the self-respect of your
kind?"
"God send there be an honorable man to hand when your need comes,
mistress," I said. "Good evening, gentlemen."
Murray escorted us to the door.
"I must congratulate you," he said in a low voice. "Faith, you are
an enterprising young man. You are doing famously in your new
surroundings."
"But I shall not suffer another such attempt as tonight's to pass
unanswered," I replied.
"Sure, sir," he said earnestly, "can you not bethink yourself of some
trouble in your past which might bring down these troubles upon you!"