I pray you let five good lads ride straight for Douglasdale with David in the midst--" "Sholto," cried the boy, "I will not go back, nor be a palterer, all because you are afraid for your own skin!" "My place is with my master," said Sholto, curtly, and the boy looked ashamed for a moment; but he soon recovered himself and returned to the charge.
"Well, then, 'tis because you want to see Maud Lindesay that you are so set on returning.

I saw you kiss Maud's hand in the dark of the stairs.

Aha! Master Sholto, what say you now ?" "Hold your tongue, David," cried his brother; "you might have seen him kiss yet more pleasantly, and yet do no harm.

But, after all, you and I are Douglases and our star is in the zenith.

We will fall together, if fall we must.