My lord and sovereign must fix my mind.

I am volatile, earthly, not to be trusted if I do not worship.
He himself said to me that--he reads our characters.

"Nothing but a proved hero will satisfy Henrietta," his words! And the hero must be shining like a beacon-fire kept in a blaze.

Quite true; I own it.

Is Chillon Kirby satisfied?
He ought to be.
'But oh!--to be yoked is an insufferable thought, unless we name all the conditions.