In return I have demanded one thing, which if you had not given I would have found you another Dale to deal with." "Have I ever refused it, my captain ?" "Not yet.

Take your hand from that pillion and hold it up; then say after me these words: 'This lady is my mistress, my master's wife, to be by me reverenced as such.

Her face is not for my eyes nor her hand for my lips.

If I keep not myself clean of all offense toward her, may God approve that which my master shall do!'" The blood rushed to his face.

I watched his fingers slowly loosening their grasp.
"Tardy obedience is of the house of mutiny," I said sternly.