"Dead," said Raleigh. "I slew him by my harshness.I see him stumbling off to his cabin, an old bent man, though younger than me. But he failed me. He betrayed his trust.... Trust, what does that matter? We are all dying. Old Tom has only gone on a little way before the rest. And many went before him."
The voice had become shrill and hard. He was speaking to himself.
"The best—the very best. My brave young Walter,and Cosmor and Piggot and John Talbot and Ned Coffyn.... Ned was your kinsman, Jasper?"