Heiress of Haddon by William E. Doubleday
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tale to him," was the cool reply.
"Villain!" hissed Sir Henry, "begone!" and obeying the impulse of the moment, he dealt the pedlar a blow which felled him to the ground. "There will be a few more nobles for that," groaned the man as he slowly regained his feet. De la Zouch glanced contemptuously at him and turned to depart, but he was not to go so easily. "Nay, forsooth," cried the pedlar, clapping his hands upon the shoulders of the nobleman. "And thou wilt forget thy debts it behoves me to insist." With a curse the latter turned round again, but seeing the determined aspect of the man, he pulled out three golden nobles and offered them to him. The packman laughed. "What!" he exclaimed. "I must have more than that for my bruises alone." "Thou art insolent; that is all I shall give thee; take it or leave it and get thee gone. Thy word would never weigh against mine." "Well, master," returned the other, "it is a case of life or death, and you value your life at three sorry nobles? I would take that rather than the money, for Manners is a friend to the poor," and |
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