“I swear I didn't –”
“Be silent. Do you think I want to hear you speak? For what? More lies? More deceptions? I must be mad to let you see what you've done to me and so put another weapon in your hands.
“But what does it matter now? You've done your worst. I only wish I knew just how much damage you've done, but I doubt if I ever will.”
“I've stolen nothing,” she cried. “I have never told anybody here anything about your carriage. If I had, I could have told them that our steering needs to be improved, because yours is smoother. But I've told them nothing. I swear it. Please, you must believe me.”
“Believe you? Are you mad? Now, listen to me, for these are the last words we will ever exchange. I said you have done your worst, now I'm going to do mine. I'm going to win that race and win
