"And to-morrow?"
"No."
"But when?"
"Never."
"It is no trick, old man, to flee before danger."
"I am no knight errant, I am not Don Quixote, I choose rather to avoid dangers and conquer than choose them and fall. Not Middle-Age boasting commands me, but reason."
A moment of silence followed.
"Wert thou at Helena's yesterday?" asked Augustinovich.
"I was."
"When will the marriage be?"