Have no fear.
The baron likes a man of his own tastes: they may laugh together, if it suits them; he never could be guilty of treachery, and to disinherit me would be that.

If I were to become his open enemy to-morrow, I should look on the estates as mine-unless I did anything to make him disrespect me.

You will not suppose it likely.

I foresee I shall want money.

As for Cecil, I give him as much rope as he cares to have.