Gilbert Parker

“ And, in brief, monsieur, the Governor is to keep you under close surveillance and send you to England. God knows why two Queens make such a pother over a refugee with naught but a sword and a lass to love him—though, come to think, 'a man's a man if he have but a hose on his head,' as the proverb runs."
De la Forêt smiled, then looked grave, as he caught sight of Angèle's face. "’Tis surveillance as yet, then?" he asked.
"No more as yet," answered the Seigneur. "And once they've forced thee from my doors, I'm for England to speak my mind to the Queen. ”

“ And yet, and yet," he added, half sadly, "how futile has been all our fighting, so far as human eye can see!"
"Nothing is futile that is right, Michel," the girl replied. "Thou hast done as thy soul answered to God's messages: thou hast fought when thou couldst, and thou hast sheathed thy blade when there was naught else to do. Are not both right?"
He clasped her to his breast; then, holding her from him a little, looked into her eyes steadily a moment.
"God hath given thee a true heart, and the true heart hath wisdom," he answered. ”