"He has offended me." "If that is the case, I have nothing further to say," returned Chowles.
"But you promised the piper's daughter to save him." "We shall see what she offers," rejoined Judith; "all will depend upon that." "It is extraordinary," observed Chowles, after a pause, "that while all around us are sick or dying of the pestilence, we should escape contagion." "We are not afraid of it," replied Judith.

"Besides, we are part of the plague ourselves.

But I _have_ been attacked, and am, therefore, safe." "True," replied Chowles; "I had forgotten that.

Well, if I fall ill, you Sha'n't nurse me." "You won't be able to help yourself then," returned Judith.
"Eh!" exclaimed Chowles, shifting uneasily on his seat.
"Don't be afraid," returned Judith, laughing at his alarm.

"I'll take every care of you.