"If you need that I recite them to you, I pity your wits.

Look you, Joseph, you have more influence with Cromwell; more--far more--than have I, and if you are minded to do so, you can serve me in this." "I wait but to learn how." "Then go to Cromwell, at Windsor or wherever he may be, and seek to learn from him if Kenneth is a prisoner.

If he is not, then clearly he is dead." Joseph made a gesture of impatience.
"Can you not leave Fate alone ?" "Think you I have no conscience, Joseph ?" cried the other with sudden vigour.
"Pish! you are womanish." "Nay, Joseph, I am old.

I am in the autumn of my days, and I would see these two wed before I die." "And are damned for a croaking, maudlin' craven," added Joseph.

"Pah! You make me sick." There was a moment's silence, during which the brothers eyed each other, Gregory with a sternness before which Joseph's mocking eye was forced at length to fall.
"Joseph, you shall go to the Lord General." "Well," said Joseph weakly, "we will say that I go.