"Was it not also your purpose ?" "I suppose it was, but I hate myself for having conceived it.

I'm learning to hate every one, the king more than any man, unless I except that little wretch, Jermyn, the court lady-killer.

What a despicable thing your lady-killer is! Doubtless God created him to show by comparison the great worth of worms, snakes, and other reptiles." "What has Little Jermyn been doing ?" I asked, amused at her vindictiveness.
"He has crushed so many hearts that he deems himself irresistible, and of late has been annoying me.

If by any chance he finds me alone, he importunes me to make a tryst with him and save him from death because of a broken heart.

I usually answer by walking away from him and try to show him that he is beneath even my contempt, but his vanity is so great that he imagines my manner to be the outgrowth of pique or a desire to lead him on.