Tell me that you no longer love me, I will submit, I will go away, I will accept all, provided that you swear to me you do not love that man--swear, swear!"...

he added, grasping her hands with such violence that she uttered a slight exclamation, and, disengaging herself, said to him: "Cease; you pain me.

You are mad, Gorka; that can be your sole excuse....

I have nothing to swear to you.

What I feel, what I think, what I do no longer concerns you after what I have told you....