"And that cad, downstairs?..."
"He sha'n't interfere with them, I promise you.... We'll lock up the room, Ernst, and they shall sleep peacefully."
She humoured him, not knowing if she was doing right, but feeling too tired to convince him.
"You promise?" he asked, suddenly. "You promise that they shall sleep peacefully?"
"Yes."
"That the cad downstairs won't wake them and tread on them?"
"Yes, yes."
"You promise that?"
"Yes."
"We'll lock up the room very quietly?"