"I know not how your own thoughts may run in the matter, Oswald, but
methinks that there is much in what she says; though, for myself, I
wish for nothing better than what I am accustomed to. Percy would have
knighted me had I wished it, years ago; but plain Jock Forster I was
born, and so will I die when my time comes; for it would alter my
condition in no way, save that as Jock Forster I can lead a raid across
the border, but as Sir John Forster it would be hardly seemly for me to
do so, save when there is open war between the countries.
"It is different, in your case; You are young, and can fit yourself to
another mode of life; and can win for yourself, with your sword, a
better fortune than you will inherit from me. Besides, lad, I am like
enough, unless a Baird spear finishes me sooner, to live another thirty
years yet; and it is always sure to lead to trouble, if there are two
cocks in one farmyard. You would have your notions as to how matters
should be done, and I should have mine; and so, for many reasons, it is
right that you should go out into the world. If matters go well with
you, all the better; if not, you will always be welcome back here, and
will be master when I am gone.
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