T. How long will you tarry here in this midnight of wrong?
C. Till I can be released.
T. Will you be free?
C. If I can.
T. There is no wrong whence I go. Will you follow me?
C. I will try; but I know not where you will lead me.
T. I will lead you where the weary find rest, and the light hath no darkness. But when you reach the door of the temple, I will bid you wait till I gain permission to introduce you.
C. Suppose permission should be denied.
T. Suppositions never enter there.
C. What! no one allowed to suppose a question? That must be a tyranny unknown to me.