Thekla is to be placed in a convent, forced to become a Catholic, and married to the man on whom the emperor may please to bestow my estates." "I would rather die, father, than become a Catholic," Thekla exclaimed firmly.
"Yes, dear!" the count said gently, "but it is not death you have to face; with a fresh and unbroken spirit, it were comparatively easy to die, but it needs an energy and a spirit almost superhuman to resist the pressure which may be placed on those who are committed to a convent.
The hopelessness, the silence, the gloom, to say nothing of threats, menaces, and constant and unremitting pressure, are sufficient to break down the firmest resolution.

The body becomes enfeebled, the nerves shattered, and the power of resistance enfeebled.

No, my darling, brave as you are in your young strength, you could not resist the influence which would be brought to bear upon you." "Then it is clear," Malcolm said cheerfully, "that we must get your daughter out of the clutches of the emperor and the nuns." "That is what I have thought over again and again as I have lain here helpless, but I can see no means of doing so.

We have no friends in the city, and, could the child be got safely out of this place, there is nowhere whither she could go." "And it is for that I have sent for you," the countess said.

"I knew that if it were in any way possible you would contrive her escape and aid her to carry it out." "Assuredly I will, my dear countess," Malcolm said.