CHAPTER XV

SANDY'S TALE “And so I'm proprietor of some knights,” said I, as we rode off. “Who would ever have supposed that I should live to list up assets of that sort. I shan't know what to do with them; unless I raffle them off. How many of them are there, Sandy?” “Seven, please you, sir, and their squires.” “It is a good haul. Who are they? Where do they hang out?” “Where do they hang out?” “Yes, where do they live?” “Ah, I understood thee not. That will I tell eftsoons.” Then she said musingly, and softly, turning …