If his behaviour has been extravagant, you are to blame.

You are severe with him, and he, in his rash endeavours to present himself in a guise that shall render him commendable in your eyes, has overstepped discretion." "Has my father bidden you to tell me this ?" "Since when have I enjoyed your father's confidence to that degree?
No, no, Cynthia.

I plead the boy's cause to you because--I know not because of what." "It is ill to plead without knowing why.

Let us forget the valiant Kenneth.

They tell me, Sir Crispin"-- and she turned her glorious eyes upon him in a manner that must have witched a statue into answering her--"that in the Royal army you were known as the Tavern Knight." "They tell you truly.