"So you really mean to go?"
"Yes, my mind is quite made up. I want you to get me in some things from outside."
"I will get you anything if you will tell me what you want."
"I want most of all two long knives."
"Yes, knives are useful," Mikail said; "but they are awkward things to get. I dare not ask any of the people who trade here to get such a thing. Ah! I know what I will do; I am losing my head. I will steal you two from the kitchen; but that must be done the last thing, for if knives were missed there would be a great search for them. What is the next thing?"
"I should like a coil of thirty or forty yards of fine rope, and some string. They are always useful things to have."
"That is so," the convict assented.
"Then I shall want some thread and needles."
"There is no difficulty about that; I can buy them for you at the gate. I don't know what excuse to make to get you the rope, but I will think of something."