If your husband is yet the same honest and downright Cavalier whom I once knew, and had chanced to be at home, he would have thrown the knave out of window.

But what I wonder at still more, Margaret, is your generalship.
I hardly thought you had courage sufficient to have taken such decided measures, after keeping on terms with the man so long.

When he spoke of justices and warrants, you looked so overawed that I thought I felt the clutch of the parish-beadles on my shoulder, to drag me to prison as a vagrant." "We owe Master Bridgenorth some deference, my dearest lady," answered the Lady Peveril; "he has served us often and kindly, in these late times; but neither he, nor any one else, shall insult the Countess of Derby in the house of Margaret Stanley." "Thou art become a perfect heroine, Margaret," replied the Countess.
"Two sieges, and alarms innumerable," said Lady Peveril, "may have taught me presence of mind.

My courage is, I believe, as slender as ever." "Presence of mind _is_ courage," answered the Countess.

"Real valour consists not in being insensible to danger, but in being prompt to confront and disarm it;--and we may have present occasion for all that we possess," she added, with some slight emotion, "for I hear the trampling of horses' steps on the pavement of the court." In one moment, the boy Julian, breathless with joy, came flying into the room, to say that papa was returned, with Lamington and Sam Brewer; and that he was himself to ride Black Hastings to the stable.