Nor do I forget what I owe him, and payment is to be made in a manner you little know of.

If I said of him what I did, it was but in answer to your taunts.

Think you I could endure comparison with such a man as that?
Know you what name the Royalists give him?
They call him the Tavern Knight." She looked him over with an eye of quiet scorn.
"And how, sir, do they call you?
The pulpit knight?
Or is it the knight of the white feather?
Mr.Stewart, you weary me.

I would have a man who with a man's failings hath also a man's redeeming virtues of honesty, chivalry, and courage, and a record of brave deeds, rather than one who has nothing of the man save the coat--that outward symbol you lay such store by." His handsome, weak face was red with fury.
"Since that is so, madam," he choked, "I leave you to your swaggering, ruffling Cavalier." And, without so much as a bow, he swung round on his heel and left her.
It was her turn to grow angry now, and well it was for him that he had not tarried.

She dwelt with scorn upon his parting taunt, bethinking herself that in truth she had exaggerated her opinions of Galliard's merits.