"This must be our Friar Tuck, for a count's ransom," said Richard, looking at Ivanhoe.

The count came waddling in to see his wife with a rather guilty look as usual.

Sonya became thoughtful. The question of how to write to Nicholas, and whether she ought to write, tormented her. Now that he was already an officer and a wounded hero, would it be right to remind him of herself and, as it might seem, of the obligations to her he had taken on himself?