In the meanwhile , Dick turned to the old shipman , who had seemed equally indifferent to his condemnation and to his subsequent release . `` Arblaster , '' said Dick , `` I have done you ill ; but now , by the rood , I think I have cleared the score . '' But the old skipper only looked upon him dully and held his peace . `` Come , '' continued Dick , `` a life is a life , old shrew , and it is more than ships or liquor . Say ye forgive me ; for if your life be worth nothing to you , it hath cost me the beginnings of my fortune . Come , I have paid for it dearly ; be not so churlish . '' `` An I had had my ship , '' said Arblaster , `` I would ` a ' been forth and safe on the high seas -- I and my man Tom . But ye took my ship , gossip , and I 'm a beggar ; and for my man Tom , a knave fellow in russet shot him down . ` Murrain ! ' quoth he , and spake never again . ` Murrain ' was the last of his words , and the poor spirit of him passed . ' A will never sail no more , will my Tom . ' '' Dick was seized with unavailing penitence and pity ; he sought to take the skipper 's hand , but Arblaster avoided his touch . `` Nay , '' said he , `` let be . Y ' have played the devil with me , and let that content you . '' The words died in Richard 's throat . He saw , through tears , the poor old man , bemused with liquor and sorrow , go shambling away , with bowed head , across the snow , and the unnoticed dog whimpering at his heels , and for the first time began to understand the desperate game that we play in life ; and how a thing once done is not to be changed or remedied , by any penitence . But there was no time left to him for vain regret . Catesby had now collected the horsemen , and riding up to Dick he dismounted , and offered him his own horse . `` This morning , '' he said , `` I was somewhat jealous of your favour ; it hath not been of a long growth ; and now , Sir Richard , it is with a very good heart that I offer you this horse -- to ride away with . ''
`` Suffer me yet a moment , '' replied XXXXX .
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