I am the Duchess de Champdoce, and I will keep the name that has been intrusted to me pure and unsullied, nor will I stoop to treachery or deception." "Why do you use the word deception ?" asked he.

"I do, it is true, despise the woman who smiles upon the husband she is betraying, but I respect and honor the woman who risks all to follow the fortunes of the man she loves.

Lay aside, Marie, name, title, fortune, and fly with me." "I love you too much, George," answered she gently, "to ruin your future, for the day would surely come when you would regret all your self-denial, for a woman weighed down with a sense of her dishonor is a heavy burden for a man to bear." George de Croisenois did not understand her thoroughly.
"You do not trust me," said he.

"You would be dishonored.

Shall I not share a portion of the world's censure?
And, if you wish me, I will be a dishonored man also.