“For their ransom?
have they then offered a large one?” inquired Cromwell.
“On the contrary, I think they are poor, sir.”
“They are friends of yours, then?”
“Yes, sir,” exclaimed Mordaunt, “they are friends, dear friends of mine, and I would lay down my life for them.”
“Very well, Mordaunt,” exclaimed Cromwell, pleased at having his opinion of the young man raised once more; “I will give them to you; I will not even ask who they are; do as you like with them.”
“Thank you, sir!” exclaimed Mordaunt, “thank you; my life is always at your service, and