"Under any circumstances I should reject it,--under the present, I do so the more positively, because the offer, kind as it is, seems to imply that my poverty leads me to act contrary to my principles.

Gold has no power over me: I regard it as dross; and when I could easily have won it, I neglected the opportunity.

As no reward would ever induce me to commit an action my conscience disapproved, so none will deter me from a purpose which I regard as my duty." "Enough," replied Viviana, sadly.

"I will no longer question your motives, or oppose your plan, but will pray Heaven to open your eyes to the truth." "Your conduct is in all respects worthy of you, daughter," observed Garnet, kindly.
"You have rejected one offer," continued Viviana, looking at Fawkes; "but I trust you will not decline that I am about to propose to you." "What is it ?" asked Fawkes, in some surprise.
"It is that I may be permitted to regard you as a father," replied Viviana, with some hesitation.

"Having lost my own father, I feel I need some protector, and I would gladly make choice of you, if you will accept the office." "I willingly accede to your request, and am much flattered by it, Viviana," replied Fawkes.