"One whom I deem an assured friend of yours has shown himself to me in various disguises, and sought speech of me, which--for my mind was not clear on the matter until this evening--I have ever declined.

He was the pedlar who brought you goods--the itinerant hawker who sold me books; whenever I stirred abroad I was sure to see him.

The event of this night determined me to speak with him.
He awaits even now at the postern gate of the park with means for your flight .-- But have you strength of body ?--have you courage of mind ?--can you undertake the enterprise ?" "She that flies from death," said the lady, "finds strength of body--she that would escape from shame lacks no strength of mind.

The thoughts of leaving behind me the villain who menaces both my life and honour would give me strength to rise from my deathbed." "In God's name, then, lady," said Janet, "I must bid you adieu, and to God's charge I must commit you!" "Will you not fly with me, then, Janet ?" said the Countess, anxiously.
"Am I to lose thee?
Is this thy faithful service ?" "Lady, I would fly with you as willingly as bird ever fled from cage, but my doing so would occasion instant discovery and pursuit.

I must remain, and use means to disguise the truth for some time.