But you will not refuse it; you will not disappoint me.

I mean, that you must throw away the victory you are prepared to win." He shook his head slowly, but he could not evade the pleading of her eyes.
"I can't do it; it's too much," he muttered.

"It's the goal I have sought for ten years.

It would be like throwing away life itself." "Yes; it would be bitter; but it would be the first sacrifice you ever made in your life.

You have built your life on lies.