I can't be sent away as you would another man; no other on earth can love you as I do, no one.

No one would do for you all that I would do.

My love gives me a claim upon you.

It is you that have brought me to this state; a woman owes a man something who is driven mad by her.

I have a right to be here and to say all I feel.' He was struggling with a dread of the words he had come to utter; a wild hope sprang in him that he might yet win her in other ways; he used language recklessly, half believing that his arguments would seem of force.