"First I want you to change my money into paper an' buy my snuff-boxes an' watches an' bits of plate. I be going to France."
"Going to leave us! You mustn't. We couldn't get on without you. Damme, I'm in love with you myself. There's something about those clothes——"
"Be you in love with that girl still? That's the question. If so, us may do each other a service."
"Yes, she marries me sooner or later. I never change. The good wife of Bath's motto is my own:
"'I followeth aye mine inclination
By vertue of my constellation."
My star is steadfastness—the fixed pole is not more stable. I'm going to marry Grace Malherb."
"You'll ne'er get her by fair means."
"In love all is fair. 'Tis strange, but your gaunt presence actually shattered thoughts of her. Things have now come to a crisis and I must use the remarkable brains that Heaven has given me. 'Nor do men light a candle and put it under a bushel.' I've tried to marry her and failed utterly to do so upon simple and conventional lines. Now I must be serious with myself. 'The Destinies find the way,' if we only let them have their heads."
He toyed with his watch-guard. The seals were fastened to a piece of black silk.
"She wore that once about her waist," he said.