"Hum! I like him not."
"'Tis a pity," she answered drily.
"No," he continued gravely; "and I like not that you should be wandering thus in his company. Why not send him away now, Barbara?"
"Certainly not."
"But wherefore not?" he urged.
"Because I do not choose," she answered tartly. "Besides 'twould be foul ingratitude. He saved me from prison."
"That is no reason why you should burden him with your protection now I am here. Indeed, Barbara, 'twere wiser to—to thank him, and leave him now."
"I will not. 'Twere most ungracious. And, prithee, how should we fare without him?"
"Well enow, I warrant. See here, Barbara, he may be honourable enow——"
"He is."