"I expect that in the ordinary course of things my trial will come off in about a month," I said. "Well, if I am brought to trial, and you give such evidence as will set me free, then when I am out of all danger I might tell you what I know."
"You do not trust me?"
"Not a whit."
"Yet you expect me to trust you."
"A Trevanion never yet broke his word, while the promises of the Endellion Killigrews are as brittle as pie-crust."
I thought I was fairly safe in making this promise. I should in this case insure my liberty; at any rate, I should give Otho a great incentive to do his best to prove my innocence. Moreover, I had but little to tell, even if I related all the suspicions to which I have referred, and which shall be set down in due order. And even if my information should be the means of placing the maid Nancy in Otho's power, I should be at liberty to act on her behalf.
"A month, a month," he said at length, as if musing.
"During which time I shall be within the boundary walls of Launceston Castle," I replied.
"But if I go to Hugh Boscawen, and prevail upon him to give an order for your release before the trial?"
"Of course the promise holds good," and I laughed inwardly as I thought how little I could tell him.