Let the result be what it might, it could not be worse than this, and this I could endure no longer.
"Listen, Roxalanne!" "I will not listen! Enough of insults have I heard already.

Let me go!" "Nay, but you shall hear me.

I am not Rene de Lesperon.

Had these Marsacs been less impetuous and foolish, had they waited to have seen me this morning, they would have told you so." She paused for a second in her struggles to regard me.

Then, with a sudden contemptuous laugh, she renewed her efforts more vigorously than before.
"What fresh lies do you offer me?
Release me, I will hear no more!" "As Heaven is my witness, I have told you the truth.