Belle Rose: A Romance of the Cloak and Sword — page 209: what you’re looking at

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TWO WOMEN’S HEARTS. 195 ‘‘How can I do it? Speak, and if honor permits me, I am ready.’’ ‘“You have been presented to the king, have you not?”’ continued Madame de Chateaufort, rapidly. ‘‘T was presented to him at Charleroi by Monsieur d’Al- bergotti.’’ ‘‘His Majesty, they say, holds the marquis in high es- teem.’’ ‘‘His Majesty has given him the assurance of it by giving him the government of a considerable place.’’ ‘*Well, madame, Belle-Rose’s life is in the hands of the king, and he alone can snatch it from the hands of Mon- sieur de Louvois. Run to Lille and obtain his intervention between Belle-Rose and the minister. ”’ Suzanne felt her heart breaking. She saw Belle-Rose’s pardon dependent upon her decision and remained mute. ‘He is at the Bastile! what are you waiting for, madame?’’ said Genevieve. ‘‘Monsieur d’Albergotti is here,’’ said Suzanne, in a dying voice. ‘*He loves you, and you hesitate!’’ ‘It is because he loves me that I hesitate!’’ ex- claimed Suzanne; ‘‘I must remain worthy of that love. He himself would repulse meif I left this house where honor detains me. If I were free, I would be near him; married, I remain where my husband is.”’ ‘“This, then, is the way you love, my God!’’ exclaimed Genevieve, with hands extended toward heaven. ‘‘If he had loved me as he loves you, I would have forgotten everything.’’ ‘‘Hach has his heart,’’ said Suzanne; ‘‘God sees us and God judges us.”’ ‘‘Oh! you have never loved him.’”’ **T have not loved him!’’ exclaimed Suzanne, who was wringing her hands in despair; ‘‘but do you know that since my childhood this heart has had no pulsation which has not been his, that I exist only through his memory, that llove him so profoundly that I should not wish to bring him a life in which the shadow of a fault had passed, -asoul which the breath of evil had tarnished. You say thatIdo not love him; he has loved and I have suffered; he has forgotten and I have recollected! Ilive in my house as in a cloister. I pray and I weep—I am in the world as if I did not exist. My life flows away between God whom Iinvoke and a sick man whom I console. I have neither joy, repose, nor contentment. I have made S) (€(@) ~~? } . * a8 = > Pea e : ; é Wee her : < t - ( tape SOV eae oe ee aS ss GOmMmiGcdoC¢ a a ” vs NS > a ‘- 5. ; * . - ~ 4% A > - E 7 > aie “ . » > 1 7 .