do, I do, sir, and the thing I determine to have, why, sooner or later, by hook or by crook, fair means or foul, I have it! I am not one to be crossed or defied with impunity.”

“I do not take your meaning, my lord,” said the Governor, puzzled, but courteous. “There are none here who would care to thwart, in any honorable enterprise, a nobleman so high in the King’s favor. I trust that my Lord Carnal will make my poor house his own during his stay in Virginia — What’s the matter, my lord?”

My lord’s face was dark red, his black eyes afire, his mustaches working up and down. His white teeth had closed with a click on the loud oath which had interrupted the Governor’s speech. Honest Sir George and his circle stared at this