“His love is my surety.”
“Do you fear pursuit?”
“No.”
“Did he take you from a father, a lover, or a brother?”
“From a lover, who will not be back at Leghorn for a week or ten days.”
“Where has he gone?”
“To London on business; I was under the charge of a woman whom he trusted.”
“That’s enough; I pity you, my poor Betty. Tell me if you love your Englishman, and if he is worthy of your love.”
“Alas! I loved him dearly till I saw this Frenchman, who made me unfaithful to a man I adored. He will be in despair at not finding me when he returns.”
“Is he rich?”