But even as I was convincing them, by the same arguments was I sowing doubts in the lady's subtler mind.
"You are attached to that house ?" quoth she, in accents of mistrust.
She wanted to say more.

I saw it in her eyes that she was wondering was there treachery underlying an action so singularly disinterested as to justify suspicion.
"Madonna," said I, "if you would save yourself I implore that you will trust me.

Very soon your pursuers will be appearing on those heights, and then your chance of flight will be lost to you.

I will ask you but this: Did I propose to betray you into their hands, could I have done better than to have left you with your grooms ?" Her face lighted.

A sunny smile broke on me from her heavenly eyes.
"I should have thought of that," said she.