You can do what you please with me, for you have power over my outward life--and if you lacked it, the King would help you.

But you have no power beyond that, neither over my heart nor over my soul.

I love him--I have loved him long, and I shall love him till I die, and beyond that, forever and ever, beyond everything--beyond the great to-morrow of God's last judgment! How can I put him out of my thoughts, then?
It is madness to ask it of me." She paused a moment, while he stood behind her, getting his teeth and slowly grinding the heel of one heavy boot on the pavement.
"And as for threatening me," she continued, "you will not kill Don John, nor even try to kill him, for he is the King's brother.

If I can see him this evening, I will--and there will be no risk for him.

You would not murder him by stealth, I suppose?
No! Then you will not attack him at all, and if I can see him, I will--I tell you so, frankly.