On the contrary, you excite it at every turn.

You are exciting it now by having--and I dare swear for no other purpose--lured me to walk with you, to sit here with you and preach your duty to you.

And when, through jealousy, he shall have flown to fresh absurdities, shall you regret your conduct and the fruits it has borne?
Shall you pity the lad, and by kindness induce him to be wiser?
No.

You will mock and taunt him into yet worse displays.
And through these displays, which are--though you may not have bethought you of it--of your own contriving, you will conclude that he is no fit mate for you, and there will be heart-burnings, and years hence perhaps another Tavern Knight, whose name will not be Crispin Galliard." She had listened with bent head; indeed, so deeply rapt by her discovery, that she had but heard the half of what he said.

Now, of a sudden, she looked up, and meeting his glance: "Is--is it a woman's fault that you are as you are ?" "No, it is not.