'He would have tried to do good even to the viper he had nourished.' The memory of Sir Charles's well-known method even with the most villainous, appeared to distract her attention for a moment.
'And then they all sent for him and confessed and made amends, just as I have done,' Courthope went on; but the fact that a laugh was gleaming in his eyes enraged the little cripple.
'How dare you talk to me, sitting there pretending to be a gentleman!' 'I would rather be allowed to make a better toilet if my reputation were to rest upon a pretence.

I never heard of a gentlemanly villain who went about without collar and cuffs, and had not been allowed access to his hair-brush.' 'A striped jacket and shaved head is generally what he goes about in after he's unmasked.

If I had been Madge I would not have let you off.' 'Come, remember how sorry Elizabeth Bennett was when she found she had given way to prejudice.

If I remember right she lay awake many nights.' 'Are you adding insult to injury by insinuating that either of us might bestow upon you---- ?' 'Oh! certainly not, I merely wish to suggest that a young lady possessing lively talents and "remarkably fine eyes" might yet make great mistakes in her estimate of the masculine character.' The cripple, who perhaps had never before heard her one beautiful feature praised by masculine lips, was obliged to harden herself.
'Accomplished wretch!' she cried, in accents worthy of an irate Pamela.
'Do you suppose it was the last time I was serving my term in gaol that I read our favourite novels ?' he asked.
By this time Morin had passed out of the door to put on his snow-shoes, and Courthope, who had swallowed only as much food as was necessary to keep him from starvation, turned out to repeat the process of putting on his, this time more deftly.
Morin had a toboggan upon which were piled such necessaries as Madge had collected.

They began their march three abreast into the storm.
They went a long way without conversation, and yet Courthope found in this march keen enjoyment.