Mr.Roylake, I am determined to marry her.

Any man who comes between me and that cruel girl--ah, she's as hard as one of her father's millstones; it's the misery of my life, it's the joy of my life, to love her--I tell you, young sir, any man who comes between Cristel and me does it at his peril.

Remember that." I had no wish to give offence--but his threatening me in this manner was so absurd that I gave way to the impression of the moment, and laughed.
He stepped up to me, with such an expression of demoniacal rage and hatred in his face that he became absolutely ugly in an instant.
"I amuse you, do I ?" he said.

"You don't know the man you're trifling with.

You had better know me.