"No, I shan't do that," said Toby, after brief reflection.

"I'll just go right under next time." "Oh, will you ?" said Saltash.

"And so remain--a blot on my escutcheon for all time.

Well now, look here! You say you're honest ?" "Yes, sir," said Toby with breathless assurance, and sprang up and stood before him with the words, as though challenging criticism.
Saltash poked at him with his foot, as he sat.

"Make me a promise ?" he asked casually.
"Anything you wish, my lord," said Toby promptly.
Saltash grinned at him.