What . . . fellow?” The wind was cool, but I could see…
““What . . . fellow?” The wind was cool, but I could see sweat trickling down the back of Jamie’s neck, dampening his collar and plastering the linen between his shoulders. Duff didn’t answer immediately. A look of speculation flickered in his small, deep-set eyes. “Don’t think about it, Duff,” Roger said, softly, but with great assurance. “I can reach ye from here with an oar, ken?” “Aye?” Duff glanced thoughtfully from Jamie, to Roger, and then to me. “Aye, reckon ye might. But allowin’ for the sake for argyment as how you can swim, MacKenzie—and even that Mr. Fraser might keep afloat—I dinna think that’s true of the lady, is it? Skirts and petticoats . . .” He shook his head, pursing thin lips in speculation as he looked at me. “Go to the bottom like a stone, she would.” Peter shifted ever so slightly, bringing his feet under him. “Claire?” Jamie said. I saw his fingers curl tight round the oars, and heard the note of strain in his voice. I sighed and drew the pistol out from under the coat across my lap. “Right,” I said. “Which one shall I shoot?””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
In a tense scene, characters discuss fate, courage, and gender roles while confronting danger, revealing personal doubts and societal expectations.
In simple terms: Characters debate fate and courage amid danger.
Consider how fear and duty shape choices.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- Decision making under pressure
- examining gender norms
- exploring loyalty
- navigating danger
- personal introspection
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How do personal fears influence decisions?
- What does the scene reveal about gender expectations?
The dialogue may reflect period stereotypes.