He had overcome other perils, and he had friends, as true and steadfast as were ever held to any man by hooks of steel.

His heart beat high, he was in a glow, his whole soul leaped forward to meet prospective danger.
He went back into the inn and took his seat with the others.

Now it was Stuart who was talking, telling them of life in the great Southern colony and of its delights, of the big houses, of the fields of tobacco, of the horse races, of the long visits to neighbors, and how all who were anybody were related, making Virginia one huge family.
"Now Cabell and I," he said, "belong to the same clan.

My mother and his father are third cousins, which makes us fourth cousins, or fifth is it?
But whether fourth or fifth, we're cousins just the same.

All the people of our blood are supposed to stand together, and do stand together.