"I had no thought to entrap you," said he.
"I am sure of that," said I.
"Let me see," he continued. "To-morrow is the Sabbath. Come to me on Monday by eight in the morning, and give me your promise until then."
"Freely given, my lord," said I. "And with regard to what has fallen from yourself, I will give it for as long as it shall please God to spare your days."
"You will observe," he said next, "that I have made no employment of menaces."
"It was like your lordship's nobility," said I. "Yet I am not altogether so dull but what I can perceive the nature of those you have not uttered."
"Well," said he, "good-night to you. May you sleep well, for I think it is more than I am like to do."
With that he sighed, took up a candle, and gave me his conveyance as far as the street door.