It behoves you to speak of them as of your betters." * A second sermon.
Alan stood quite still, the tails of his great-coat clapping behind him in the wind.
"This is a pity" he said at last.

"There are things said that cannot be passed over." "I never asked you to," said I."I am as ready as yourself." "Ready ?" said he.
"Ready," I repeated.

"I am no blower and boaster like some that I could name.

Come on!" And drawing my sword, I fell on guard as Alan himself had taught me.
"David!" he cried.

"Are ye daft?
I cannae draw upon ye, David.