R. D. Blackmore,
Lorna Doone — 70. Compelled to volunteer
(1869)
“ But how the balance hangs between us, God knows better than thou or I, thou low miscreant, Carver Doone.'I had worked myself up, as I always do, in the manner of heavy men; growing hot like an ill-washered wheel revolving, though I start with a cool axle; and I felt ashamed of myself for heat, and ready to ask pardon. But Carver Doone regarded me with a noble and fearless grandeur.'I have given thee thy choice, John Ridd,' he said in a lofty manner, which made me drop away under him; 'I always wish to do my best with the worst people who come near me. ”
