He is an adventurer, and I have tried to open your eyes and make you respect your family.

You may accuse me of what you like, I have my conscience.' 'And the friendship of the Countess,' added Rose.
Juliana's figure shook as if she had been stung.
'Go and be happy--don't stay here and taunt me,' she said, with a ghastly look.

'I suppose he can lie like his sister, and has told you all sorts of tales.' 'Not a word--not a word!' cried Rose.

'Do you think my lover could tell a lie ?' The superb assumption of the girl, and the true portrait of Evan's character which it flashed upon Juliana, were to the latter such intense pain, that she turned like one on the rack, exclaiming: 'You think so much of him?
You are so proud of him?
Then, yes! I love him too, ugly, beastly as I am to look at! Oh, I know what you think! I loved him from the first, and I knew all about him, and spared him pain.
I did not wait for him to fall from a horse.

I watched every chance of his being exposed.