What! if I surrender my honor it is agreed that you surrender yours?
A love such as mine requires a wife.

You would have me break my word to the dead and to the living, and you expect me to believe in your promises! Faugh!" He pushed her from him, and resumed his stand by the window.
The hate of a thousand ancestors surged into her heart, and she would have liked to kill him.

Mistress! He had dared.

He had dared to speak to her as no other man living or dead had dared.

And he lived.