"I was about speaking to you on the same subject," said Frederic,
hesitatingly, "I have already told you that it is my fixed determination
to leave the army, and retire to peaceful life on my own estate. But
although my fortune is princely, I feel it would be valueless without
your lovely daughter. Signior Morelli, I love Bianca; I have made no
attempt to conceal it from you; were my intentions dishonorable, do you
not think that I would endeavor to hide them from a father's eye? Do
you take me for the bold, hardened libertine that would trample under
foot a father's hospitality to accomplish his daughter's infamy? You
wrong me, Signior, if you do; but I cannot believe that in your dislike
to my country, you believe all her children base and unprincipled."
"Nay, my young friend, I believe nothing of that detestable character
can be laid to your charge. But consider for a moment the immense
distance between you. You are an Austrian nobleman of high rank and of
ancient family, and Bianca, on the other hand, can boast of nothing but
her good name and unsullied character."
"And does not virtue outweigh all worldly titles and distinctions in the
estimation of every rational and virtuous mind? Your lovely daughter's
virtues are far superior to my empty titles or immense wealth. In
accepting me as a husband, she would confer honor, not receive it. She
descends to my level; I do not and cannot rise to hers--the gain, the
honor, the advantage, of such an alliance would be mine."
"You are an enthusiast, Count; your passion has gotten the better of
your judgment; that you love my daughter _now_ I am perfectly willing to
admit, but that your affection for her will sustain the shock of the
ridicule of your associates, or the contempt and neglect with which your
proud and titled kindred and countrymen will treat such a wife, whom
they regard so infinitely beneath them, I very much doubt. Matches
between people so widely separated by difference of rank, however
arbitrary and absurd those distinctions may be, can never produce aught
but unhappiness."
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