"Of course!"
"Yes, I'll go to Tonbridge to-morrow; you shall tell me the best way to get there, if you will."
"'Tis very sure you are better of your beating."
"Yes, thank God!" I answered.
"Though your eyes will be black to-morrow."
"Which will serve me right and properly for my cowardice."
"But you're not afeard o' ghosts!"
"Heaven knows," quoth I bitterly, "I might be if I saw one. And as for solitude, I don't think I should care to stay here alone night after night and day after day as you seem to have done."
"Oh, you gets used to it."
"But how do you pass your time in this solitude?"