And you--_you_--" He stepped back a pace, as if to put himself out of striking distance of the beast who was staring at him in amazement.
"What you have said about her should condemn you to death.

And I would kill you here, in this room, if it wasn't necessary for you to take my message back to Graham.

Tell him that Mary Standish--_not_ Mary Graham--is as pure and clean and as sweet as the day she was born.

Tell him that she belongs to _me_.

I love her.