I will tear it off and she will no longer know who I was.' "Oh, my lady, can you not fancy how my heart broke at these words! Yet I did not weep.
"'You will deceive me as you deceived her,' replied Mariora.
"Then the robber began to swear that I had deceived him first.

He lied concerning me, oh! the accursed wretch! Yet the game had to go on.
Mariora was no longer the mistress of her own thoughts.

She is a helpless creature.

If I had not whispered in her ear what she was to say, she would have had no answer ready for him.
"'I fear you,' she said at my prompting, 'for you are a robber; it is not love but money that you want.

Why did it not occur to you to court me before?
You have only come now because you have found out that my father has been here and offered me a hundred ducats that we may buy a little estate with it.