"Ah! you're like me, then. I don't care much about going to heaven. What do you care about?"
"The will of God. I hope your lordship will say the same."
"No I won't: I want my own will."
"Well, that is to be had, my lord."
"How?"
"By taking his for yours as the better of the two, which it must be every way."
"That's all moonshine."
"It is light, my lord."
"Well, I don't mind confessing, if I am to die, I should prefer heaven to the other place, but I trust I have no chance of either. Do you now honestly believe there are two such places?"
"I don't know, my lord."