Molly Elliot Seawell,
The lively adventures of Gavin Hamilton
(1899)
“ At this Gavin broke forth, his colour rising, his eyes moist, and his voice ringing with emotion:“But, your Majesty, although I would fight for you to the last drop of my blood I have no sword to draw, unless you, out of your goodness, give me one; for I am but a private soldier. He”—pointing to St. Arnaud—“was too generous to tell it of me, but I was only a private in the ranks of Dufour’s regiment, in which he was a captain. I am a gentleman, however, and I stand up and say to all the world I am not unworthy to wear an officer’s sword in the army of any sovereign on earth!” ”
