"If you will go away," Rowland said instantly, "I will go with you." "Go away ?" cried Roderick, almost angrily.

"I intend to dance with her!" The Cavaliere had been watching him attentively; he gently laid his hand on his other arm.

"Softly, softly, dear young man," he said.

"Let me speak to you as a friend." "Oh, speak even as an enemy and I shall not mind it," Roderick answered, frowning.
"Be very reasonable, then, and go away." "Why the deuce should I go away ?" "Because you are in love," said the Cavaliere.
"I might as well be in love here as in the streets." "Carry your love as far as possible from Christina.

She will not listen to you--she can't." "She 'can't' ?" demanded Roderick.