Grimbal's eyes glowed at the picture of the girl's indignation, and he longed to put his arms round her and comfort her. "You must be wise and dutiful, Phoebe," he said. "Will Blauchard's a plucky fellow to go off and face the world. And perhaps he'll be one of the lucky ones, like I was." "He will be, for certain, and so you'd say if you knawed him same as I do.