"Will you do the same?" she asked.
"I cannot."
"Then neither can I. I shall keep my word, Mr. Hemstead."
"You are a brave girl, Miss Marsden."
"Well, that is nothing. Why have I not as good a right to be a brave girl as you to be a brave man?"
"You also appear to have the ability."
"O, I don't deserve any credit. I'm not a bit afraid. Indeed, I rather enjoy it. I've plenty of warm blood, and can make as good a fight against the north wind as yourself. This isn't half as hard as facing evil and unhappy thoughts before a blazing fire, and I have had too much of that to do of late to complain of this."
"But it seems a miracle to me that one with your antecedents can regard the situation in any way save with unqualified disgust."
"Do you regard the situation with 'unqualified disgust'?"
"Well, to tell the truth, were it not for my anxiety about getting you all home safely, I was never in a situation to enjoy myself more."