Hear reason, good Sir Jocelyn.

Hear reason, I entreat you." "I will hear nothing further," Jocelyn rejoined.

"Were you to talk till Doomsday, you could not alter my feelings towards you a jot.

My chief errand in coming to London was to call you and Sir Giles Mompesson to strict account." "And we will answer any charges you may bring against us readily--most readily, Sir Jocelyn.

All was done in fairness--according to law.