“Since when were you afraid o’ the dark, Bob?”
“Why—it looks like rain, sir.”
“On the contrary, ’tis a very fine night.”
“Why, then—let us walk, your honour.”
“Nay, I’m minded to be alone.”
“But, sir, I——”
“So go you in, Bob, and order supper.”
“But, your honour, I——”
“Pray leave me, Robert.”
“Why, sir—George Potter ... he warned me that——”