“Are you in trouble, henny?” – “Not yet, but I think I’m about to have a wee bit of the old devil in me!” – “Now you’re in trouble!  You said wee!”

"You have your one man, Hetty."

Where Colban loved, he did not ask questions.  It was not how Malcolm loved, and it was not how Maud had loved, but Malcolm knew where Colban had learned it: it was how Sigefrith had loved him for so many years.

"I pray you keep in mind what everyone seems to forget: the man is more to blame." – "I assure you, it is ever at the front of my mind."

"What is that?" – "What?" – "On—my—leg."

"So kiss me one more time and then go back to your bed like the good girl you are not."

"Which Sigefrith?" – "The old, ugly one." – "You're not ugly!" – "But I am old, is that it?"

"Advent time in your castle simply means no leaping while dancing and no candy before breakfast."

"Ah, but I am thinking about ladies' feelings, and they are thinking about feeling ladies."

"Arm wrestle me?" – "Arm—Are you insane?"