Marian... turned her face at last; there were tear marks on it, and Robin felt a pricking behind his own eyes, that Marian should cry over him.

As I have said, you have no reason to trust me, and an excellent reason not to.

Sir Richard ignored this, staring at Robin, who was staring at his feet. "I love her, you see," he said at last, indistinctly.Sir Richard grimaced. "A fine way you have of showing it.""A fine thing I should love her at all, do you not think?" Robin said, looking up.

I love you. I will love you till the stars crumble, which is a less idle threat than is usual to lovers on parting.