"Edward Jackson! Very well; and my name?"
"No, I cannot bear the name. I cannot say it," replied he angrily.
"It it so," replied I. "Then I leave you."
"Will you bring me some water for my eyes? They burn," said he.
"No, I will not, nor anything else, unless you tell me my name."
"Frank Henniker--and curses on it!"
"Frank Henniker. Well, now you shall have the water."