“I know he cannot! I know it! Oh, oh!”
“Carolyn, too! To destroy all her prospects in life. Who will ever wed the sister of a supposed—”
“Ah, spare me that! Why did you pluck me back! the river would have covered all!”
“Because I did not know or dream your folly! Zuleime, your father, who could bear your death, could never survive your disgrace!”
“Oh, God, I feel it!”
“Zuleime—you must die!”
A pause, when but for the roar of the torrent, and the howl of the wind, their very hearts might have been heard slowly beating.
“Zuleime, you must not live to bring shame upon us! You must die!”
“Ah! Why did you hinder me when it would not have been a crime?”
“What mean you?”