There is only one course which I could approve, and that were to escape to France instanter.' 'You do not wholly disapprove, at least ?' I substituted.
'Not wholly; and it would not matter if I did,' he replied.

'Go your own way; you are beyond argument.

And I am not sure that you will run more danger by that course than by any other.

Give the servants time to get to bed and fall asleep, then take a country cross-road and walk, as the rhyme has it, like blazes all night.

In the morning take a chaise or take the mail at pleasure, and continue your journey with all the decorum and reserve of which you shall be found capable.' 'I am taking the picture in,' I said.