Excerpt from A Bartered Honour, Vol. 1 of 3: A Novel I have no insight into them, nor what they were can I fashion forth, but of a surety it was no ordinary joy that lit up those eyes, and glowed on the furrowed forehead, nor were those ordinary time-born melodies which the lips breathed forth, while the long taper fingers struck the table to their tune. Yes! Benson was a poet, in every sense and thought; it was but a few weeks ago that he began to write, dating from when this story begins, yet there was in him much music, and many emblems, unsuggested and inborn, to delight the world with. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.