If what I have dared to do is a crime, I must make the best of it, and profit by it as much as I can--for you would never forgive nor overlook it, whatever you may say now.

Here at least I have you--I hold you.

I can surround you with my love and care, and strive to melt the ice of your coldness by the heat of my passion.

Your eyes must behold me--your ears must listen to my voice.

I shall exert an influence over you, if only by the alarm and detestation I am so unfortunate as to inspire in your gentle breast; the sound of my footsteps in your antechamber will make you start and tremble.