"There's none down there but my uncle and his sister, my aunt. Come on
down and let me show you the place."

"I do not care if I do." He rose, and the two went along the hilltop
and down the path.

Ian was the readier in talk. "I am going soon to Edinburgh--to
college."

"I'm going, too. The first of the year. I am going to try if I can
stand the law."

"I want to be a soldier."

"I don't know what I want.... I want to journey--and journey--and
journey ... with a book along."

"Do you like books?"

"Aye, fine!"

"I like them right well. Are there any pretty girls around here?"

"I don't know. I don't like girls."

"I like them at times, in their places. You must wrestle bravely,
you're so strong in the shoulder and long in the arm!"

"You're not so big, but you look strong yourself."