Matilda, you must stay here no longer.' 'Oh! where shall I now seek for probity?
Disgusted with a perfidious world, in what happy region does Truth conceal herself?
Father, I hoped that She resided here; I thought that your bosom had been her favourite shrine.

And you too prove false?
Oh God! And you too can betray me ?' 'Matilda!' 'Yes, Father, Yes! 'Tis with justice that I reproach you.

Oh! where are your promises?
My Noviciate is not expired, and yet will you compell me to quit the Monastery?
Can you have the heart to drive me from you?
And have I not received your solemn oath to the contrary ?' 'I will not compell you to quit the Monastery: You have received my solemn oath to the contrary.

But yet when I throw myself upon your generosity, when I declare to you the embarrassments in which your presence involves me, will you not release me from that oath?
Reflect upon the danger of a discovery, upon the opprobrium in which such an event would plunge me: Reflect that my honour and reputation are at stake, and that my peace of mind depends on your compliance.

As yet my heart is free; I shall separate from you with regret, but not with despair.