I know you cannot.'-- 'Yes, my child, from my heart I do forgive thee! Only repent, and we both shall yet be happy.

We shall see many pleasant days yet, my Olivia!'-- 'Ah! never, sir, never.

The rest of my wretched life must be infamy abroad and shame at home.

But, alas! papa, you look much paler than you used to do.

Could such a thing as I am give you so much uneasiness?
Sure you have too much wisdom to take the miseries of my guilt upon yourself.'-- 'Our wisdom, young woman,' replied I.--'Ah, why so cold a name papa ?' cried she.