"I say you have no right to love me like this, if I do not love you, Lot Gordon.

I will have no other man but Burr think me at his heels.

I will follow him till the day of my death, but no other.

I would only have married you to save his life--you know that.
You know I never loved you.

You have no right." "The right of love is every man's who sets not himself before it," returned Lot, with sad dignity.