Get out! And keep your tongue between your teeth, or I'll cut it out for you! Do you understand?
Hey ?" he roared, approaching William Roper with an air so menacing that the conscientious fellow backed against the door with his arm up to shield his face.
"I ain't a-going to say a word to no one!" he cried.
"You'd better not! Get out!" snarled his employer.
William Roper got out.

Trembling and perspiring freely, he walked straight through the Castle and out of the back door without pausing to say a word to any one, though he heard the voice of Holloway discussing his mysterious errand with Mary Hutchings in the servants' hall.

He had walked nearly a mile before he succeeded in convincing himself that his feet were firmly set on the royal road to Fortune.

His conviction was ill-founded..