"That is a pretty tough thing to say. Do you mean to say that you have not the writ you spoke about?"
"I had. I have been robbed. See, that is the seal which was at the bottom of it. You see that seal?"
"Yes, but I am not going to surrender the farm unless you can produce the writ."
"You refuse?"
"I do."
"Then, by thunder, I shall have to arrest you."
"Indeed, you are mistaken. The moon has risen."
"What has that to do with the matter? I tell you that you are my prisoner."
"And I say that the moon has risen and therefore I am not your prisoner."