Each day widened the breach between us, until at last we sank into this miserable existence which is wearing out my life.

I kept no watch on you; I was not made for a jailer.

What I wanted was your soul and heart.

To imprison the body was easy, but your soul would still have been free to wander in imagination to the meeting-place where your lover expected you.

I know not how I had the courage to remain by your side.
It was not to save an honor that had already gone, but merely to keep up appearances; for as long as we were nominally together the tongue of scandal was forced to remain silent." Again the unhappy woman attempted to protest her innocence, and again the Count paid no heed to her.