Do not blush.

No true man need blush that he has loved such a woman: and you are both true men, if a trifle obstinate--_justi et tenaces propositi_.

Men of your character, Flaccus tells us, do not blench at the thunderbolts of Jove himself; and truly, I can well imagine his missile fizzing harmlessly into your party hedge, unable to decide between the pavilion of Captain John and the pavilion of Captain Jeremy.

But Chance, being witless, discriminates without trouble; and because she is blind, her arbitraments offend nobody's sensibility.

Do you consent ?" The two captains looked at the dice-box and nodded.
"The conditions ?" "One throw," said Captain Runacles.
"And the highest cast to win," added Captain Barker.
"You, Captain Barker, are the senior by a year, I believe.