Woman has conquered as she always does.

Good luck." Vane did not stay to listen to the banter of his friends but hastened towards the cloak.
"You're my good angel," he whispered holding out both his hands.
"I'm afraid I've come at a wrong moment.

I'm taking you from your friends," said the girl in the cloak a little coldly.
"You're offended.

Pray forgive me if I've done anything wrong." "Not to me.

Perhaps to yourself.