There was a long pause.
Robinson tapped. “Sir, grant me a favor.”
“What is it?”
“Go home to your bed.”
“What, leave you?”
“Yes.”
“Shall you not miss me?”
“Yes, sir, but you must go. The words you have spoken will stay with me while you are gone.”
“I shall stay.”
“No, sir, no! I can't bear it—it isn't fair!”