He's a gentleman in his apologies." Her sigh breathed more contentment than repining.
"So you'll take me with you ?" "To the world's end, Simon, and if you don't ask that, at least to London." "But I'm not alone," said I.
She looked at me for an instant.

Then she began to laugh.
"Whom have you with you ?" she asked.
"The lady," said I.
She laughed still, but it seemed to me not very heartily.
"I'm glad," she said, "that one man in England thinks me a good Christian.

By heaven, you do, Simon, or you'd never ask me to aid your love." "There's no love in the matter," I cried.

"We're at daggers drawn." "Then certainly there's love in it," said Mistress Nell, nodding her pretty head in a mighty sagacious manner.

"Does she know to whom you've brought her ?" "Not yet," I answered with a somewhat uneasy smile.
"How will she take it ?" "She has no other help," said I.
"Oh, Simon, what a smooth tongue is yours!" She paused, seeming, to fall into a reverie.