But, signor, I hope you will agree with me that there can no longer be a question of an alliance between my daughter and your nephew.

He may return and obtain your pardon, but that will not change my determination.

From this day forward the Signor Geronimo is as a stranger whom we have never known." Deodati regarded the irritated nobleman with tearful eyes, and seemed to deprecate the inflexible decree.
Mr.Van de Werve took his hand, and said in a calmer manner: "Be reasonable, signor, and do not let yourself be blinded by affection.
What a dishonor to my name, were I to permit a man with so tarnished a reputation to enter my family! Could I confide the happiness of my good and noble child to one who was not withdrawn from a culpable love of play by life-long benefits?
Could I accept as my son a man whom I could not esteem, whom on the contrary I would despise for his ingratitude to you?
Acknowledge with me that such a union is impossible, and let us talk no more of it.

Be still my friend, however, as long as you remain at Antwerp." The merchant shook his head, and after a few moments' silence, he replied: "Alas! I ought to admit that there is no hope of realizing this honorable alliance.

What happiness Geronimo has staked on the cast of a die! I thank you, Mr.Van de Werve, for your proffered friendship, but I shall not remain at Antwerp.