I was obliged to pretend that I agreed to everything, but I will beg and starve rather than bear that misery any longer.

Don't you love me enough to face whatever may happen ?' 'I love you with all my soul, Monica! Sit down again, dearest; let us talk about it, and see what we can do.' He half led, half carried, her to a couch, and there, holding her embraced, gave way to such amorous frenzy that again Monica broke from him.
'If you love me,' she said in tones of bitter distress, 'you will respect me as much as before I came to you.

Help me--I am suffering so dreadfully.

Say at once that I shall go away with you, even if we travel as strangers.

If you are afraid of it becoming known I will do everything to prevent it.