'Do you live in Rodosdchig?'
'Yes—but why do you inquire?'
'Because all that concerns you must be full of tender interest to me.'
'So soon! You have not known me quite five minutes.'
'I have known you four and twenty hours; yet when I gaze into your beautiful eyes, Iola, I seem to have known you for a life-time.'
'You love me then?' she exclaimed, as her large eyes filled with light and merriment.
'Oh, Iola! who could see you without loving you, tenderly and passionately?'
'Inshallah!'
'You are not a Turk?
'Turk—no! I am a Greek,' she answered, in a changed voice, and drooping of the eyelid.