His rough, trembling earnestness seemed to impress her.
"I won't occasion you that trouble," she answered, when he repeated his threat.

"You have given me a fancy for living by speaking kindly to me.
No need for the mockery of protestations and promises.

You may believe me without them.

Come to Fuller's Meadow to-morrow at twelve, and you will find me alive, to answer for myself--No!--no money.

My ninepence will do to get me as good a night's lodging as I want." She nodded and left him.