Your tender foot is not made to tread the rough paths of life.

The proud Baroness de Simonie, accustomed to the splendor, luxury, and comfort of existence must not drag out her life in unworthy humiliation.

I thank you, love, for the sacrifice you wish to make, but nothing will induce me to accept it.

Return to the world, my worshipped one! Keep your love, your fidelity! Wait for me.

Even though years may pass, the hour of liberty will at last strike and then I will return to you!" "No, no!" she impetuously exclaimed.