"Maybe," she says, with a slight smile. "Or you might find someone you wouldn't mind marrying."

"In any case, you can't fight Scots here."

While Rae knows that Urquhart can take care of himself, Hotspur would likely find himself on the business end of a serving tray upside the head if he tried anything rash (Our Hotspur? Rash? Say it ain't so!).