But when the old man, frightened out of his wits, asked, "What is it he has bid for me ?" and added, "I will give half as much again to save myself; pray let me know what my price is,"-- he entreated in vain.

They were true, firm, and faithful to their word and their engagement.

When he saw they were resolved that he should be delivered into the hands of Cossim Ali Khan, he at once surrenders the whole to him.

They instantly grasp it.
He throws himself into a boat, and will not remain at home an hour, but hurries down to Calcutta to leave his blood at our door, if we should have a mind to take it.

But the life of the Nabob was too great a stake (partly as a security for the good behavior of Cossim Ali Khan, and still more for the future use that might be made of him) to be thrown away, or left in the hands of a man who would certainly murder him, and who was very angry at being refused the murder of his father-in-law.