“You deserve death most certainly.”
“Are you to be my judge?”
“Oh, no, you already have been judged and condemned.”
“And my death will be upon your head, for you could save me if you would.”
“I did not cause your capture.”
“That is not the question.”
“What is?”
“You would sacrifice me when you could save me.”
“Let me tell you, Arden, for I believe that is your name, unless your sister is also sailing under false colors, that you sacrificed me without mercy, and would have been glad to have had me put an end to my life in my despair, or have gone utterly to the bad. It took me a long time to turn my love for you into the bitter hatred I feel for you now, and I will tell you the truth when I say that upon the night following the day of your death upon the gallows I will sleep as serenely as an infant, far more so than I would if you had escaped, and I expected you to appear again in my life to work me evil.”
“Woman, you are a beautiful devil.”