I am apt to lose my temper sometimes, when I go on to think of things." "Colonel, I think I had better ride back.

I fear no man, nor his temper, nor crotchets.

But if I were snowed up at your mill, I never might cross the hill-foot for months; but from Sylvester's I can always get to Minto.

You refuse, then, to help me in any way ?" "More than that.

I will do every thing in my power to confound you.