Whan I'm driven to ane mair, that ane sall aye be Him.

Ye min' the story about my namesake and the spidder ?" "Ay, weel eneuch," answered Andrew.
But he did not proceed to remark that he could see no connection between that story and the subject in hand, for Bruce's question did not take him by surprise, it being well understood that he was in the habit of making all possible and some impossible references to his great namesake.

Indeed, he wished everybody to think, though he seldom ventured to assert it plainly, that he was lineally descended from the king.

Nor did Andrew make further remark of any sort with regard to the fate of Annie or the duty of Bruce, for he saw that his companion wanted no advice--only some talk, and possibly some sympathy with his perplexity as to what the world might think of him.

But with this perplexity Andrew could accord him very little sympathy indeed; for he could not take much interest in the buttressing of a reputation which he knew to be already quite undermined by widely-reported acts of petty meanness and selfishness.