So I asked:-- "Don't you know that she will be carried off by some rich lord before you are half good enough for her ?" "I suppose so," he answered, with a sigh.
"You must know that she is coming for that purpose," I returned, wishing to take all hope out of him.
He winced perceptibly and answered after a long pause, nodding his head in the direction of the king: "There is the only man I fear--the king.
But rather than see her the victim of any man, by God, I'll kill him, though it cost me my life the next moment!" I was touched by the new light in which I saw him and took his arm in friendliness as I said, "I judged you wrongfully at Sundridge." "You were right," he answered impatiently.

"You awakened in me not only a sense of my duty to Frances, but a knowledge of my obligation to myself." "But are you so sure of my cousin, even barring other men ?" I asked, hoping to sow the seeds of doubt.
"Yes," he answered, with emphasis.

"As sure as a man may be in such a case." "Well, George," said I, "it warms my heart to say that I hope you will gain wealth, station, and mode of life worthy of her, and that in the end you may win her.

My candid opinion is, however, that you will have to do it quickly.

She will accept none of these creatures at court, of that you may be sure, but there are many worthy gentlemen in England who are rich and of great name, who have business at court and will see her and want her.