But I don't say what my uncle says.

Pray don't think that!" He suddenly pressed me to his bosom, and fixed his eyes on mine.

His look frightened me.
"Good-by, Valeria!" he said.

"Try and think kindly of me, my darling, when you are married to some happier man." He attempted to leave me.

I clung to him in an agony of terror that shook me from head to foot.
"What do you mean ?" I asked, as soon as I could speak.