Well, do you still think that baker's oven too hot for you ?" By this time Henriques was speechless with terror.

There he knelt upon the floor, glaring at this soft-voiced, remorseless woman who had made a tool and a fool of him; who had beguiled him there that night, and who hated him so bitterly and with so just a cause.

Peter was speaking now.
"It would be better not to stain our hands with the creature's blood," he said.

"Caged rats give little sport, and he might be tracked.

For my part, I would leave his judgment to God.