You'll break her heart, and your own." "Nonsense, Mary; Miss Harding's heart is as safe as yours." "Pray, pray, for my sake, John, give it up.

You know how dearly you love her." And she came and knelt before him on the rug.

"Pray give it up.

You are going to make yourself, and her, and her father miserable: you are going to make us all miserable.

And for what?
For a dream of justice.