I will never fly with you." "That will not suffice," whispered Leonard; "you must tell him you no longer love him." "Hear me," pursued Amabel; "you who present yourself as Lord Rochester, I entertain no affection for you, and never wish to behold you again." "Enough!" cried Leonard.
"Admirable!" whispered Gregory.

"Nothing could be better." "Well," cried the supposed earl, "since I no longer hold a place in your affections, it would be idle to pursue the matter further.

Heaven be praised, there are other damsels quite as beautiful, though not so cruel.

Farewell for ever, Amabel." So saying he mounted the ladder, and, followed by his companion, disappeared on the other side.
"He is gone," said Leonard, "and I hope for ever.

Now let us return to the house." "I am coming," rejoined Amabel.
"Let him go," whispered Gregory.