Of the Man from Cornwall
learn that a gentleman may not have speech of a gentleman, wherever King James or King Monmouth may poke in his nose.”
“Indeed,” says he, “Captain Ryder, as you yourself should know, there are bounds to the liberty of the road.”
He had given me a title for the first time, and my renewed suspicion of his meaning, together with the malice of his answer, went direct to my marrow, and forthright I drew on him. But he shook his head, laughing again in his old temper.
“Not now, Captain,” says he, “but later, maybe, you will give me another chance.”
For all that my blood was hot, I was fain to admit he came off with the better grace; but he bore such an air with him that I put up my sword without a word, and watched him in a mixture of fury and admiration. The men were mounting in their saddles, and he now joined them. Never had I encountered with a man so much of my own kidney. We were as like in disposition and in quality as two oranges, and upon the High-Toby
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