"If I were you, I would not put on chains before I had tasted the sweets of liberty.

Only think, you have not come out yet, as the protegee of the rich, the aristocratic Mrs.Linwood.What a sensation you would make in Boston next winter if you had sense enough to preserve your freedom.
Ernest Linwood knows well enough what he is about, when he hastens the wedding so vehemently.

He knows, if you once go into the world, you will be surrounded by admirers who may eclipse and supplant him.

But I tell thee one thing, my dear creature, you will have no chance to shine as a belle, as the wife of Ernest.

If he does not prove a second Bluebeard, my name is not Meg the Dauntless." "I detest a married belle," I answered with warmth.