But I minded how easy her delicacy had been startled with a word of kissing her in Barbara's letter; now that she depended on me, how was I to be more bold?
Besides, the truth is, I could see no other feasible method to dispose of her.

And I daresay inclination pulled me very strong.
A little beyond the Hague she fell very lame and made the rest of the distance heavily enough.

Twice she must rest by the wayside, which she did with pretty apologies, calling herself a shame to the Highlands and the race she came of, and nothing but a hindrance to myself.

It was her excuse, she said, that she was not much used with walking shod.

I would have had her strip off her shoes and stockings and go barefoot.