“But swear that you will not strike me as I go down.”

“Cowardly fool!”

“What do you intend doing with me?”

“I ask you what can I do? I have tried to make you a happy man, and you have turned out a murderer.”

“Oh, monsieur,” said Caderousse, “make one more attempt⁠—try me once more!”

“I will,” said the count. “Listen⁠—you know if I may be relied on.”

“Yes,” said Caderousse.

“If you arrive safely at home⁠—”

“What have I to fear, except from you?”