Is it really true that you have one ?" "Oh," said Syme with a beaming smile, "we are all Catholics now." "Then may I ask you to swear by whatever gods or saints your religion involves that you will not reveal what I am now going to tell you to any son of Adam, and especially not to the police?
Will you swear that! If you will take upon yourself this awful abnegation if you will consent to burden your soul with a vow that you should never make and a knowledge you should never dream about, I will promise you in return--" "You will promise me in return ?" inquired Syme, as the other paused.
"I will promise you a very entertaining evening." Syme suddenly took off his hat.
"Your offer," he said, "is far too idiotic to be declined.

You say that a poet is always an anarchist.

I disagree; but I hope at least that he is always a sportsman.

Permit me, here and now, to swear as a Christian, and promise as a good comrade and a fellow-artist, that I will not report anything of this, whatever it is, to the police.

And now, in the name of Colney Hatch, what is it ?" "I think," said Gregory, with placid irrelevancy, "that we will call a cab." He gave two long whistles, and a hansom came rattling down the road.