It is not the power I question, but the will.

We live in dangerous days.

Art willing to partake of the peril which compasses the steps of those who tread in the old ways wherein the fathers trod ?" "Try me and see," was the quiet reply.
Perhaps none could better have suited the astute reader of character.

The hollow eyes lighted, and the old man bent upon Cuthbert a searching glance whilst he seemed to pause to gather strength.
"I would have thee take this packet," he said, speaking slowly and with some pain and difficulty.

"There is no superscription; and sooner than let them be found by others on thy person, fling them into the river, or cut them to fragments with thy dagger; and plunge thy dagger into thine own heart sooner than be taken with them upon thee.