Her safety is assured.

I stake my life on it.

She shall not be a victim.

At the worst she will but have learnt a lesson.

So, then, adieu! The West hangs like a garland of unwatered flowers, neglected by the mistress they adorned.
Remember the scene, and that here we parted, and that Chloe wished you the happiness it was out of her power to bestow, because she was of another world, with her history written out to the last red streak before ever you knew her.