Cousin Wingfield, it shall go hard if you escape me this time, and yet I think that we shall spend some days together before we part.
Now I will be courteous with you.

You may have a choice of evils.

How shall we begin?
The resources at my command are not all that we could wish, alas! the Holy Office is not yet here with its unholy armoury, but still I have done my best.

These fellows do not understand their art: hot coals are their only inspiration.

I, you see, have several,' and he pointed to various instruments of torture.