She has time to ruin you, while she furnishes John with all the inspiration he would have for sonnets." "So she refrains from furnishing John with my two hundred talents, I shall not quarrel with her.

You have your own difficulties to adjust, and mine, only in so far as they concern you." His voice had lost none of its smoothness, but it had become hard and purposeful.
"I have come to that point, Philadelphus, where my difficulties and not yours concern me," she replied.

"I had nothing to give you but my good will.

You have outraged even that.

Hereafter, no tie binds us." "No?
You cast off our ties as lightly as you assumed them.