What do I care?
I would lie like Judas Iscariot himself to spare Carmina a moment's pain.

It's such a new life for her--try to see it for yourself--such a new life.

You and I shook hands yesterday.

Do it again.

Are you surprised to see me?
I asked your mother's servants where you lived; and here I am--with the cruel teeth of anxiety gnawing me alive when I think of the time to come.