"By whose orders?"
"Mine."
"I will not obey them."
"You will alight. I have a quarrel to settle with you."
"On what ground?"
"Say it is on the ground of your mistress. I am Earl de Wick's friend."
"I will not fight on such pretense. My mistress would deny me if I did."
"Fight for your honour, then."
Neville laughed. "I know better. And before what you call Honour, I put Duty."
"Then fight for the papers and money in your possession. I want them."