Do not rob me of the one man I trust." Cathewe motioned aside the fish and reached for his sauterne.

"I have loved you faithfully and loyally for seven years.

I have tried to win you by all those roads a man may honorably traverse in quest of the one woman.

For seven years; and for something like three I have stayed away at your command.

Will you believe it?
Sometimes my hands ache for his throat.