'You may not fear, but that is because, like Pharaoh, your heart is hardened and your eyes are blinded, and the Lord is driving you to your destruction. I am here to stand between you—I, as your niece—between you and what threatens.'
'What threatens?'
'You are threatened.'
'Who threatens me?'
'Pip Beamish for one.'
'Ha! he will be arrested speedily.'
'No, not speedily. He is not taken yet, and till he is taken you are not safe.'
'I will see that he be not at large for long. Before this week is out he will be in prison.'
'That may be a few days too many for you.'
'I fear not your Pip Beamish; your braggarts do nothing.'