Only the Great Spirit above knows what I had made up my mind to give up, when I told you the condition on which I would be silent.

I loved my friend as Jonathan loved David, and he is dead--murdered by an enemy's hand.

Vengeance is one of the sweetest thoughts to an Eastern, and I meant to be avenged.

You begged for his life, and I offered it--for your love.

I asked you to marry me--me, who would give up everything for you; but you refused.