He had nothing, it is true, to do with the matter--no interest at stake, and certainly no sympathy with the lawless men who went forth to fight for a property, to which they had not a jot more of right than had those who usurped it from them.

But here was a scene--here was incident, excitement--and with all the enthusiasm of the southern temper, and with that uncalculating warmth which so much distinguishes it, he determined, without much regard to the merits of the question, to go along with the party.
"I'll ride with you, Forrester, and see what's going on." "And stand up with us, 'squire, and join in the scuffle ?" inquired his companion.
"I say not that, Forrester.

I have no concern in this matter, and so long as I am let alone myself, I see no reason for taking part in an affair, of the merits of which I am almost entirely ignorant." "You will take your arms with you, I suppose.

You can lend them to those who fight, though you make no use of them yourself." "Yes--I never go without arms in travelling, but I shall not lend them.
A man should no more lend his arms than he should lend his coat.

Every man should have his own weapons." "Yes; but, 'squire, if you go along with us, you may be brought into the scrape.