"Is there silence between them?"
"No."
"You are a bad jumper, Fritz. You have not measured your distance."
"See, Master Lamont, I will prove it to you by a figure of speech. There travels from the south a flame of fire. There travels from the north a lump of snow. They meet. What happens? Either that the snow extinguishes the fire and it dies, or that the fire puts an end to the snow."
"Fairly illustrated, Fritz. Fire and snow! Truly a most unfortunate conjunction."
"She was in the mood to visit you yesterday had you lived a mile nearer the valley."
"You were out together."
"She and Dionetta were walking, and I met them and accompanied them. She spoke graciously to the villagers, and went into the cottages, and drank more than one cup of milk. She was sweeter than sugar, Master Lamont, and won the hearts of some of the women and of all the men. As for the children, they would have followed her to the world's end, I do believe, out of pure admiration. They carry now in their little heads the vision of the beautiful lady. Even Father Capel was struck by her beauty."
"Priests are mortals, Fritz. On which side did you walk--next to my lady or Dionetta?"
"I should be wrecked in a tempest. I sail only in quiet lakes."