Think you it is only a war-worn, hard-drinking, swashbuckling ruffler that can sin?
Does it not also occur to you that even a frail and tender little maid may do wrong as well ?" "What wrong have I done ?" she cried in consternation.
"A grievous wrong to this poor lad.

Can you not realize how the only desire that governs him is the laudable one of appearing favourably in your eyes ?" "That desire gives rise, then, to curious manifestations." "He is mistaken in the means he adopts, that is all.

In his heart his one aim is to win your esteem, and, after all, it is the sentiment that matters, not its manifestation.

Why, then, are you unkind to him ?" "But I am not unkind.

Or is it unkindness to let him see that I mislike his capers?
Would it not be vastly more unkind to ignore them and encourage him to pursue their indulgence?
I have no patience with him." "As for those capers, I am endeavouring to show you that you yourself have driven him to them." "Sir Crispin," she cried out, "you grow tiresome." "Aye," said he, "I grow tiresome.