How we cite our quotes:
Yet no blood reached there from upper ground,
And no guns thumped, or down the flues made moan.
"Strange friend," I said, "Here is no cause to mourn." (12-14)
This is totally that point in the horror movie, when some unassuming person is standing in the creepy old house with all the weirdly quaint decorations saying, "there's nothing to be afraid of" then some ghost comes and steals her soul. This guy doesn't quite know what's coming to him.
I parried; but my hands were loath and cold. (43)
Even though speaker number two seems to forgive speaker number one, when he was about to die, he raised his hands in fear. It's a haunting image—someone trying to protect himself to no avail—and here he is, bringing it up so speaker number one can remember just how much fear he caused.