"Oh, yes! you are beautiful, you are gifted, and the eyes of thousands wait upon your very word and look.

What wonder that he, ardent, refined, and genial, should lay his heart at your feet?
And I have nothing but my love to make him love me.

I cannot take him from you.

Oh, be generous to the weak! Oh, give him back to me! What is one heart more to you?
You are so rich, and I am so poor, that without his love I have nothing, and can do nothing but sit me down and cry till my heart breaks.

Give him back to me, beautiful, terrible woman! for, with all your gifts, you cannot love him as his poor Mabel does; and I will love you longer perhaps than men can love.