“Your poor body is all battered now, and for that I’m sorry, too. But Peter will tuck you into the bog, and there, your broken flesh will be of no account. You’ll sleep in the water, and you’ll dream of good things. I shall do my best to make sure no one will disturb your slumber.” And then, because three times makes it real: “This you shall remember: when you wake, please come haunt me.”
