...sitting And Waiting Is One

If I Die," He Whispered In The Dark, "dinna Follow Me. The Bairns Will Need Ye. Stay For Them. I Can Wait.

And If Your Life Is A Suitable Exchange For My Honor, Why Is My Honor Not A Suitable Exchange For Your Life?

I Was Crying For Joy, My Sassenach,' He Said Softly. He Reached Out Slowly And Took My Face Between His Hands. "and Thanking God That I Have Two Hands. That I Have Two Hands To Hold You With. To Serve You With, To Love You With. Thanking God That I Am A Whole Man Still, Because Of You.

This Wife You Have, Bird Said At Last, Deeply Contemplative, Did You Pay A Great Deal For Her? She Cost Me Almost Everything I Had, He Said, With A Wry Tone That Made The Others Laugh. But Worth It.

Well I Am Still Not Drunk" I Straightened Up Against The Pillows As Best I Could. "you Told Me Once That If You Could Still Stand Up, You Weren't Drunk." You Aren't Standing Up." He Point Out. You Are.