You will marry him?
ROSE. [_Abashed._] Yes.
CLEVELAND. I give you the pledge, then, you ask. Make him your
husband, and for your sake I will defend and protect him to the extent
of my power.
ROSE. Oh, sir, you make me happy. I am, Major, a foolish girl. I
place, perhaps, absurdly, so much confidence in your ability to rescue
him from many dangers--that I should like--should like, sir, to wear
this ring [_Slipping one from his finger._] as a friendly pledge that
you will be his guardian, his watchful protector.
CLEVELAND. Let me kiss the ring upon your finger as a formal seal to
my pledge.
ROSE. It becomes an oath now.
CLEVELAND. It does--sworn upon this hand.
ROSE. That you are his friend--ever to be my husband's friend.
CLEVELAND. That is the oath. I take it again!
ROSE. [_Aside._] Now, Major Cleveland, I have you!
CLEVELAND. [_Aside._] She shall be his--then--why then to make her
mine.
ROSE. [_Aside_.] There is some libertine scheme behind all this, I
feel assured. He is playing the villain. Well, well! Shall we go in?
_Enter_ ARBALD.
CLEVELAND. Ah, Arbald. We have been looking for you.
ROSE. I believe, Captain, that I am pledged to you for the next dance.
ARBALD. It is my happiness to recollect it. But one dance is missed.
ROSE. Let me make amends.
_Enter_ MARVIN, _hurriedly_.
MARVIN. Sir, the rebel has escaped.
CLEVELAND.
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