"Enough scolding, master.

I've a notion you'll find your own task a little beyond your hand.

See if I am not right!" he added.

And with this show of temper on his side, he went out and shut the door loudly behind him.
Basterga stood a few moments in thought.

At length, "Dimidium facti, qui bene c[oe]pit, habet!" he muttered.