I can do no more now than give myself up to justice.

You see, I have thrown away my arms and stand here defenseless.
But I did not come here to plead for mercy.

I came to make to you all the reparation I can for the wrong I have done you.

When that last act is completed, you may do with me what you please.

I deserve to die, and I care not to live." "O Gascoyne! speak not thus!" exclaimed the widow, earnestly.