No man of my years woos a woman, unless his heart's strong impulse urges him on.

But there is something else which, meseems, is of equal import.

I said that I would lead you to my house.

Yonder it stands, a building firm and spacious enough; but from to-morrow a tent will be our home, the camp our dwelling-place, and there will be wild work enough within its bounds.

No one is secure, not even of life, least of all a woman, however strong she may be, who has made common cause with those against whom thousands murmur.