Digital heart book

Here is my
hand, and my heart with it. For all that wherein you have so
excellently served and helped me--not for the form, but from the
heart, I thank you. Fare ye right well."
"Well, lad," returned Dick, taking the hand which was offered him,
"good speed to you, if speed you may. But I misdoubt it shrewdly.
Y' are too disputatious." So then they separated for the second
time; and presently it was Dick who was running after Matcham.
"Here," he said, "take my cross-bow; shalt not go unarmed."
"A cross-bow!" said Matcham. "Nay, boy, I have neither the
strength to bend nor yet the skill to aim with it. It were no help
to me, good boy. But yet I thank you."
The night had now fallen, and under the trees they could no longer
read each other's face.
"I will go some little way with you," said Dick. "The night is
dark. I would fain leave you on a path, at least. My mind
misgiveth me, y' are likely to be lost."
Without any more words, he began to walk forward, and the other
once more followed him.


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