I'm just the rough Burgundian cross-bow man, Denys, who followed that gentle Gerard and told everybody that the devil was dead." "He isn't, though," said Bibbs, as a hoarse little bell in the next room began a series of snappings which proved to be ten, upon count.

"He gets into the clock whenever I'm with you." And, sighing deeply he rose to go.
"You're always very prompt about leaving me." "I--I try to be," he said.

"It isn't easy to be careful not to risk everything by giving myself a little more at a time.

If I ever saw you look tired--" "Have you ever ?" "Not yet.

You always look--you always look--" "How ?" "Care-free.