Is there not Doctor Titus Oates, the saviour of the nation--does he not live at Whitehall, and eat off plate, and have a pension of thousands a year, for what I know?
and is he not to be Bishop of Litchfield, so soon as Dr.Doddrum dies ?" "Then I hope Dr.Doddrum's reverence will live these twenty years; and I dare say I am the first that ever wished such a wish," said the hostess.
"I do not understand these doings, not I; and if a hundred Jesuits came to hold a consult at my house, as they did at the White Horse Tavern, I should think it quite out of the line of business to bear witness against them, provided they drank well, and paid their score." "Very true, dame," said her elder guest; "that is what I call keeping a good publican conscience; and so I will pay my score presently, and be jogging on my way." Peveril, on his part, also demanded a reckoning, and discharged it so liberally, that the miller flourished his hat as he bowed, and the hostess courtesied down to the ground.
The horses of both guests were brought forth; and they mounted, in order to depart in company.

The host and hostess stood in the doorway, to see them depart.

The landlord proffered a stirrup-cup to the elder guest, while the landlady offered Peveril a glass from her own peculiar bottle.
For this purpose, she mounted on the horse-block, with flask and glass in hand; so that it was easy for the departing guest, although on horse-back, to return the courtesy in the most approved manner, namely, by throwing his arm over his landlady's shoulder, and saluting her at parting.
Dame Whitecraft did not decline this familiarity; for there is no room for traversing upon a horse-block, and the hands which might have served her for resistance, were occupied with glass and bottle--matters too precious to be thrown away in such a struggle.

Apparently, however, she had something else in her head; for as, after a brief affectation of reluctance, she permitted Peveril's face to approach hers, she whispered in his ear, "Beware of trepans!"-- an awful intimation, which, in those days of distrust, suspicion, and treachery, was as effectual in interdicting free and social intercourse, as the advertisement of "man-traps and spring-guns," to protect an orchard.

Pressing her hand, in intimation that he comprehended her hint, she shook his warmly in return, and bade God speed him.