"But I forgot," he would add, bantering her; "you don't admire me.

Heigh-ho! Grizel wants to admire me, but she can't!" He got some satisfaction out of these flights of fancy, but it had a scurvy way of deserting him in the hour of greatest need; where was it, for instance, when the real Grizel appeared and fixed that inquiring eye on him?
He went to the Spittal several times, Elspeth with him when she cared to go; for Lady Rintoul and all the others had to learn and remember that, unless they made much of Elspeth, there could be no T.Sandys for them.

He glared at anyone, male or female, who, on being introduced to Elspeth, did not remain, obviously impressed, by her side.

"Give pleasure to Elspeth or away I go," was written all over him.

And it had to be the right kind of pleasure, too.