Shall I be barred out upon my own manor ?" With hot indignation he swung his hammer, but nothing came of it except more noise.

Then the Major grew warm and angry.
"My charter contains the right of burning witches or drowning them, according to their color.

The execution is specially imposed upon the bailiff of this ancient town, and he is my own pickled-pork man.

His name is Hopkins, and I will have him out with his seal and stick and all the rest.

Am I to be laughed at in this way ?" For we thought we heard a little screech of laughter from the loneliness of the deep dark place, but no other answer came, and perhaps it was only our own imagining.
"Is there no other door--perhaps one at the back ?" I asked, as the lord of the manor stamped.
"No, that has been walled up long ago.