But you'll keep a stiff lip even to that, seeing you are the braver of the two of us." At that I cried out in expostulation, but Ringan was firm.
"Ay, the braver by far, and I'll say it again.

I'm a man of the dancing blood, with a rare appetite for frays and forays.

You are the sedate soul that would be happier at home in the chimney corner.

And yet you are the most determined of the lot of us, though you have no pleasure in it.

Why?
Just because you are the bravest.