The Young Castellan
"Well, I am, Master Roy," said the man, with a grim smile of pride. "But I have got a bit thin, sir."
"Not a bit thinner."
"Well, I aren't enjoyed my vittles since the master went, sir. You can't contradick that."
"No, and don't want to; but you did eat a four or five pound eel that you'd no right to catch."
"That I didn't, sir. I give it to poor old Jenk to make a pie. I never tasted it."
"Then you may catch as many as you like, Ben, without asking."
"Thank you, sir; but I don't want to go eeling now. Here, let's have all this fighting-tackle so as you can see your face in it. But I say, my lad, do 'ee, now do 'ee, alter your mind; leave being statesman to them soft, smooth kind o' fellows like Master Pawson."
"I don't see why one couldn't be a statesman and a soldier too," said the boy.
"I don't know nothing about that sort, sir; but I do know how to handle a sword or to load a gun. I do say, though, as you're g