"Felton," said Milady, with a solemnity full of melancholy, "imagine that your sister, the daughter of your father, speaks to you. While yet young, unfortunately handsome, I was dragged into a snare. I resisted. Ambushes and violences multiplied around me, but I resisted. The religion I serve, the God I adore, were blasphemed because I called upon that religion and that God, but still I resisted. Then outrages were heaped upon me, and as my soul was not subdued they wished to defile my body forever. Finally--"
Felton dijo Milady con una severidad llena de melancolía , Felton, si vuestra hermana, la hija de vuestro padre, os dijera: «Joven aún, bastante hermosa por desgracia, me hicieron caer en una trampa, resistí; se multiplicaron en torno mío las emboscadas, resistí; se blasfemó la religión a la que sirvo, al Dios que adoro, porque llamaba en mi ayuda a ese Dios y a esa religión, resistí; entonces se me prodigaron los ultrajes, y como no podían perder mi alma, quisieron mancillar mi cuerpo para siempre; finalmente...»