I--I--really, sir--I implore you to believe me--I have nothing to
confide.
CLEVELAND. Do not be offended, Miss Elsworth. I have your interest
at heart. Pardon me--but Captain Arbald--[ROSE _starts and appears
agitated._] believes, or at least hopes, that he is acceptable to you.
I am very deeply his friend--very deeply yours.
ROSE. It is very pleasant to hear you say so, Major Cleveland.
CLEVELAND. Then you do look upon him with favour?
ROSE. Alas, Major Cleveland, these wars, these wars!
CLEVELAND. They separate us from those who are dearest to us--they
come between us and our hearts' affections.
ROSE. Do they not daily threaten us with a heart widowhood?
CLEVELAND. Ah, Miss Elsworth--Rose, let me call you--I see you are
thinking of the young Captain. You love him!
ROSE. [_Aside._] Walter, I must save you by whatever means! [_Aloud._]
Oh, Major, let me beg of you one thing--let me hear you promise what I
will ask you. You assure me you are my friend. Then grant me a pledge.
Promise me to--to protect--
CLEVELAND. The Captain--
ROSE. Who is to be my husband.
CLEVELAND. You delight me. Are you then pledged?
ROSE. We are.
CLEVELAND. The young rascal. He never told me so. And jealous enough,
I'll be sworn he is, to see me monopolize your society, as I do.
ROSE. His life is almost in your hands. Often you can save him from
danger.
CLEVELAND.
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