"Asleep, perhaps?
If you had said 'kick,' I would have kicked.

Perhaps I am a statue!" Zorzi pointed out that it was not usual to answer invitations in that way, even when declining them.
"And who knows what sort of invitation it was ?" retorted the old porter discontentedly.

"Since when have you friends in Venice who bid you come to their houses at night, like a thief?
Honest men, who are friends, say 'Come and eat with me at noon, for to-day we have this, or this'-- say, a roast sucking pig, or tripe with garlic.

And perhaps you go; and when you have eaten and drunk and it is the cool of the afternoon, you come home.

That is what Christians do.