And why?
because she thought I was playing a brave part and might be going to my death.

It was not for my sake, but I need not be telling that to you that cannot look at me without laughter.
It was for the love of what she thought was bravery.

I believe there is none but me and poor Prince Charlie had that honour done them.

Was this not to make a god of me?
and do you not think my heart would quake when I remember it ?" "I do laugh at you a good deal, and a good deal more than is quite civil," said she; "but I will tell you one thing: if you speak to her like that, you have some glimmerings of a chance." "Me ?" I cried, "I would never dare.

I can speak to you, Miss Grant, because it's a matter of indifference what ye think of me.