I am sick of thought.

I am going to act now.

I will be a puppet no longer.

You may take me to the castle by force if you will; but you cannot make me speak.' I looked at her in the utmost dismay, and astonishment; being unable at first to believe that a woman who had gone through so much, had run so many risks, and ridden so many miles for a purpose, would, when all was done and the hour come, decline to carry out her plan.

I could not believe it, I say, at first; and I tried arguments, and entreaties without stint, thinking that she only asked to be entreated or coaxed.
But I found prayers and even threats breath wasted upon her; and beyond these I would not go.