"My own interest, in the first place; if you seize the conducta by my aid, you will give me five hundred ounces."
"That is not too dear: still, allow me to make a further objection."
"Do so, Excellency."
"Nothing proves to me that you have not been promised double the amount to trap me."
"Oh!" he said, with a shake of the head.
"Hang it all! Listen to me; more singular things than that have been known, and though my head may be worth little, I confess to you that I have the weakness of attaching remarkable value to it; hence I warn you, that unless you have better security to offer, the affair is broken off."
"That would be a pity."
"I am well aware of that, but it is your fault, not mine; you should have taken your measures better before coming to me."
"Then nothing can convince you of my good faith?"
"Nothing."