"Well," quod I, "I seem to have a sort of Witness in myself."
"I wish I had," quod he, sighing deeply: and returned to his Reading.
"What have you come to, now?" quod I presently, seeing him stop.
"Of such is the Kingdom of Heaven," quod Tomkins.
"Such? what?"
"Little Children, like Mistress Anne ... and Lads like you."
"Ah!" said I, "if I had not got her out of the Water, she'd have been in Heaven now."
"I suppose you don't want her to be there, though?" said Tomkins. "Time enough for that—she'll go there when her Hour comes."
"Oh! then you think there is such a Place to go to, do you?"
"For you and for her," quod he, cautiously.