"They are as valid as were my reasons for holding my hand in the field out yonder, when I had you at the mercy of my sword, my lord.

Neither more nor less.

From that, you may judge them to be very valid." "But ye don't name them," said her ladyship, attempting to conquer her uneasiness.
"I shall do so," said he, and turned again to his lordship.

"I had no cause to love you that morning, nor at any time, my lord; I had no cause to think--as even you in your heart must realize, if so be that you have a heart, and the intelligence to examine it--I had no cause to think, my lord, that I should be doing other than a good deed by letting drive my blade.

That such an opinion was well founded was proven by the thing you did when I turned my back upon you after sparing your useless life." Rotherby broke in tempestuously, smiting the desk before him.