"Afraid again? Those little watchful eyes, how well they become you, but I tell you I want money, much money, and she must give it me once more! Could she not save during that couple of years when I lost all traces of her, because I was stationed far away in the interior of Russia, and could not escape from vile ill-luck? Why did she not save? Why does she live like a princess? Probably she is collecting a dowry for you; you are, doubtlessly, a pretty little betrothed; some unhappy being has gone into your net, beguiled by that pretty visage! There is still time to warn him!"
"Calumny, vile calumny!"
"But I shall hold her fast! Do she not fulfil her duties, I shall appear again, and lay my hand upon her before all the world."
"It is on this point that I would speak to you, Baluzzi. There is only one means by which she can still provide for you, even if her talent has failed her."
"And that means?"
"You must set her free."
"How your eyes sparkle, little viper," cried Baluzzi, springing up. "That is a fine plan, probably conceived in this charming little head. Do not give yourselves any trouble, things will remain as they were."
"Your own interest--"
"Is thus best ensured. Will always be. I have certainty."
"There are sufficient grounds for you, according to the laws of this country, if you only will--"