[188] “Promise me,” she murmured, her voice wasted almost to a whisper, “that thou wilt be good.” “I promise,” he answered. And the words were no less sincere because she mistook the speaker. A smile of heavenly rapture came over her face; she tried to speak and failed. But Victor understood her wish and kissed her. As their lips parted she sighed quiveringly. “She is dead,” said Dr. Lommel. VII. Victor laid the body gently back upon the bed and rose to his feet. He seized his friend by the shoulders; the tears were streaming down his cheeks. Victor “O mon Dieu, Jean!” he cried, “to deceive such trust. I feel as if I had been violating a sacrament.” “I know,” the other answered; “but ah, how happy she was!” [189] [189] Interlude Fifth. “SUCH SWEET SORROW.” Interlude Fifth. [190][191] [190][191] “SUCH SWEET SORROW.” Parting is such sweet sorrow. Romeo and Juliet, ii. 2. [A drawing-room. Fanny Motley, who has been making a long call upon her bosom friend, Alice Langley, has at last risen to go.]
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