"You must, though."
"I will not, I tell you."
"Measure your words well, Fray Ambrosio, for this conversation is serious. Before refusing so peremptorily to give me the help I ask, reflect well."
"I have reflected well, Red Cedar, and never will I consent to help you in carrying off the daughter of my benefactor. Say what you like, nothing will ever change my resolution on that head, for it is inflexible."
"Perhaps."
"Oh! Whatever may happen, I swear that nothing will make me alter."
"Swear not, Fray Ambrosio, for you will be a perjurer."
"Ta, ta, ta! You are mad, my good fellow. Don't let us waste our time. If you have nothing else to say to me, I will leave you, though I take such pleasure in your society."
"You have become scrupulous all of a sudden, my master."
"There is a beginning to everything, compadre; so let us say no more, but good-bye."