Make haste and clear your mind, for you are watched by intelligent and penetrating eyes,--those of Ursula's friends.

Make restitution! and if you do not save your son (who may not really be threatened), you will save your soul, and you will save your honor.

Do you believe that in a society like ours, in a little town like this, where everybody's eyes are everywhere, and all things are guessed and all things are known, you can long hide a stolen fortune?
Come, my son, an innocent man wouldn't have let me talk so long." "Go to the devil!" cried Minoret.

"I don't know what you _all_ mean by persecuting me.

I prefer these stones--they leave me in peace." "Farewell, then; I have warned you.