What care I for gold and silver?
What care I for houses and land?
What care I for ships on the ocean?
What I want is my own man.
But nature has placed an obstacle in the way, Cora, that can’t be removed.
And if it was in your power, you would not consent that it should be removed.
You are his own aunt!
I, that man’s aunt? Well, Lieutenant, that shows that you are visionary. Oh, you are a lunatic—insane—mad! I can’t trust myself here any longer with you. Good day!
Stay, Cora, and I will explain. Sit down by my side, and hear the story of your sister’s wrongs and the young man’s life.