"(Thy sword.)
"Aid.
"Coming.
"Put off time." Then aloud.
"Well, now, wilt have t'other bottle? say Nay."
"No, not I."
"But I tell thee, there are half a dozen jolly fellows. Tired."
"Ay, but I am too wearied," said Gerard. "Go thou."
"Nay, nay!" Then he went to the door and called out cheerfully, "Landlord, the young milksop will not rise. Give those honest fellows t'other bottle. I will pay for't in the morning."
He heard a brutal and fierce chuckle.