'i sent for you, emily,' said montoni, raising his head, 'that you might be a witness in some business, which i am transacting with my friend orsino.all that is required of you will be to sign your name to this paper:' he then took one up, hurried unintelligibly over some lines, and, laying it before her on the table, offered her a pen.
she took it, and was going to write--when the design of montoni came upon her mind like a flash of lightning; she trembled, let the pen fall, and refused to sign what she had not read.montoni affected to laugh at her scruples, and, taking up the paper, again pretended to read; but emily, who still trembled on perceiving her danger, and was astonished, that her own credulity had so nearly betrayed her, positively refused to sign any paper whatever.montoni, for some time, persevered in affecting to ridicule this refusal; but, when he perceived by her steady perseverance, that she understood his design, he changed his manner, and bade her follow him to another room.
there he told her, that he had been willing to spare himself and her the trouble of useless contest, in an affair, where his will was justice, and where she should find it law; and had, therefore, endeavoured to persuade, rather than to compel, her to the practice of her duty.
'i, as the husband of the late signora montoni,' he added, 'am the heir of all she possessed; the estates, therefore, which she refused to me in her life-time, can no longer be withheld, and, for your own sake, i would undeceive you, respecting a foolish assertion she once made to you in my hearing--that these estates would be yours, if she died without resigning them to me.she knew at that moment, she had no power to withhold them from me, after her decease; and i think you have more sense, than to provoke my resentment by advancing an unjust claim.i am not in the habit of flattering, and you will, therefore, receive, as sincere, the praise i bestow, when i say, that you possess an understanding superior to that of your sex; and that you have none of those contemptible foibles, that frequently mark the female character--such as avarice and the love of power, which latter makes women delight to contradict and to tease, when they cannot conquer.if i understand your disposition and your mind, you hold in sovereign contempt these common failings of your sex.'