"But my cousin Edith is privileged.

I have judged her too hastily; she has therefore a right to deem of me too harshly.

But tell me at least in what I have faulted." "Plantagenet," said Edith, "should have either pardoned an offence, or punished it.

It misbecomes him to assign free men, Christians, and brave knights, to the fetters of the infidels.

It becomes him not to compromise and barter, or to grunt life under the forfeiture of liberty.
To have doomed the unfortunate to death might have been severity, but had a show of justice; to condemn him to slavery and exile was barefaced tyranny." "I see, my fair cousin," said Richard, "you are of those pretty ones who think an absent lover as bad as none, or as a dead one.