"Did you know what I do, you would be as much afraid of handling this matter as if it were glowing iron.
But, since you will needs put your fingers in the fire, truth must be spoken.

And come what will, I must say, that the matter might have ended ill for me and mine, but for the opportune assistance of Henry Gow, the armourer, well known to you all." "And mine also was not awanting," said Oliver Proudfute, "though I do not profess to be utterly so good a swordsman as our neighbour Henry Gow.

You saw me, neighbour Glover, at the beginning of the fray ?" "I saw you after the end of it, neighbour," answered the glover, drily.
"True--true; I had forgot you were in your house while the blows were going, and could not survey who were dealing them." "Peace, neighbour Proudfute--I prithee, peace," said Craigdallie, who was obviously tired of the tuneless screeching of the worthy deacon.
"There is something mysterious here," said the bailie; "but I think I spy the secret.

Our friend Simon is, as you all know, a peaceful man, and one that will rather sit down with wrong than put a friend, or say a neighbourhood, in danger to seek his redress.

Thou, Henry, who art never wanting where the burgh needs a defender, tell us what thou knowest of this matter." Our smith told his story to the same purpose which we have already related; and the meddling maker of bonnets added as before, "And thou sawest me there, honest smith, didst thou not ?" "Not I, in good faith, neighbour," answered Henry; "but you are a little man, you know, and I might overlook you." This reply produced a laugh at Oliver's expense, who laughed for company, but added doggedly, "I was one of the foremost to the rescue for all that." "Why, where wert thou, then, neighbour ?" said the smith; "for I saw you not, and I would have given the worth of the best suit of armour I ever wrought to have seen as stout a fellow as thou at my elbow." "I was no farther off, however, honest smith; and whilst thou wert laying on blows as if on an anvil, I was parrying those that the rest of the villains aimed at thee behind thy back; and that is the cause thou sawest me not." "I have heard of smiths of old time who had but one eye," said Henry; "I have two, but they are both set in my forehead, and so I could not see behind my back, neighbour." "The truth is, however," persevered Master Oliver, "there I was, and I will give Master Bailie my account of the matter; for the smith and I were first up to the fray." "Enough at present," said the bailie, waving to Master Proudfute an injunction of silence.