"Is there no way; say you?
There is the window, but 'tis seventy feet above the river; and there is the door, but it is locked, and there is a sentry on the other side." "I might have known it.

I might have known that you would mock me.

What is death to you, to whom life offers nothing?
For you the prospect of it has no terrors.

But for me--bethink you, sir, I am scarce eighteen years of age," he added brokenly, "and life was full of promise for me.

O God, pity me!" "True, lad, true," the knight returned in softened tones.