"My little Susan was disappointed when I left without wishing her good-bye; and it has been on my conscience ever since, that I gave her pain which a little more exertion on my part might have prevented. But it is a long way. Are you sure you will not be tired?"
"Quite sure. That is, if you don't walk so fast. You see, here there are no views that can give one an excuse for stopping to take breath. You would think it romantic to be walking with a person 'fat and scant o' breath' if I were Hamlet, Prince of Denmark. Have compassion on my infirmities for his sake."
"I will walk slower for your own sake. I like you twenty times better than Hamlet."

'My little Susan was disappointed when I left without wishing her goodbye; and it has been on my conscience ever since. But it is a long way. Are you sure you will not be tired?'
'Quite sure. That is, if you don't walk so fast. You would think it romantic to be walking with a person "fat and scant o' breath" if I were Hamlet, Prince of Denmark.'
'I like you twenty times better than Hamlet. 