To the study, then, of the Earl let us again bend our eyes, where we left Juana standing at the door. The surprise of the Earl was great, and mingled with it some impatience and anger, at thus seeing one he had once met on far different terms, yet one he had vowed not again to address in his life, standing on the threshold of his door. "You here!" he exclaimed, frowning, and for the moment forgetting she was there as a messenger, bringing important tidings; "did I not expressly forbid you ever to enter my doors again? Did you not promise you would not? Was it not on this one condition I gave you house and money? You are forgetful, fair donna, let me refresh your memory by telling you you have forfeited them!" "My Lord, you gave them, and may retake them! I care not for your gold--a tent with love is better than a throne without; it was not thus you spoke to Juana when you tempted, and won her. Remember you then promised nothing should change your love while she lived--she is living still, but where is love?" "I own my error--I repent my sin; I can do no more. Away, madam, away; I have sworn not to speak to you again on love--I will not perjure myself, away!" "It is true you love another now; may she never prove how false, how fleeting your passion is." "Away, Juana; for God's sake taunt me not. He knows I am bitterly punished when she I love is faithless, perhaps, to me. Away--do you hear me--begone! What, lingering still? I command you to depart: would you have me summon my servants to show you out?" "I will go--I will take my secret with me. Lord Wentworth, hear me, you will repent this to your dying day." "Away, away, I dare not look at you!" "Shall I, then, for ever keep my secret? Listen, my Lord; eternity would be too short to mourn your error. I came to tell you about one you love--about her for whom you forsook Juana--you shall not hear it." "Oh, my God; what said you--about Ellen--where, where is my adored one? Forgive me, I was hasty--I am mad, driven mad--stay, I forgive you--oh, tell me!" "Nay, I must begone; you bade me away--I obey you." "Stay, for God's sake, stay; do not drive me distracted." "Hear me, my Lord, were it not for her sake I would go." "Yes," cried the Earl, rising and walking towards her, "taunt me with my crime, I deserve it--upbraid me with my faithlessness, I can bear it--but oh! by His blessed name who formed us, withhold not this secret." "And why should I tell it, after all; is she not my rival? is she not--" "Powers above, you escape me not thus--you know about Ellen--you shall tell me all--I will arrest you--imprison--torture--"