He said also that your name was Richard the Archer." "A friend! I believe that you were there yourself, as, if you are Death, you may well have been." "Perhaps you are right, Richard.

Have I not just told you that we all are one; yes, even the slayer and the slain.

Therefore, if my friend--did you call him Death ?--was there, I was there, if you were there I was there and it was my hand that drew yonder great black bow of yours and my eye that guided the straight shaft which laid the foulmouthed jester low.

Why, did you not say as much yourself when your master here bade farewell to his father in the ship at Calais?
What were the words?
Oh, I remember them.

You wondered how One I may not name," and he bowed his solemn head, "came to make that black bow and yours and you 'the death that draw it.'" Now at length Grey Dick's courage gave out.
"Of no man upon earth am I afraid," he said.