Nothing can move her when she's resolved.

In that she's the very likeness of her father, who was like a rock when he had sworn a thing." "Ha! but the rock may be split, and the woman's will must be made to yield to a superior.

I could soon--" He took her hand once more in his iron grasp.
"Let her go, Guy!" said Munro sternly.

"She shall have no rough usage while I'm standing by.

Remember that! It's true, she's meddled in matters that didn't concern her, but there is an excuse.