Mysteries of Paris, V3 by Eugène Sue
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page 290 of 592 (48%)
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"He believes you dying. He supposes that he is coming to take a last
farewell. You were wrong not to write to him what you are now about to disclose." [Illustration: THE LITTLE MENDICANT] "I know why I act thus. This revelation will fill him with surprise and joy, and I shall be present to profit by his first burst of tenderness. To-day, or never, he shall say to me, 'A marriage would make the birth of our child legitimate.' If he says so, his word is sacred, and the hope of all my life will at length be realized." "If he makes you this promise--yes." At this moment was heard the noise of a carriage, which entered the court-yard. "It is he--it is Rudolph!" cried Sarah. "Yes, it is the prince, he is getting out of the carriage." "Leave me alone--this is the decisive moment," said Sarah, with immovable self-control; for a towering ambition and unbounded selfishness had always been and still were the ruling motives of this woman. After a momentary hesitation, Thomas Seyton drew near to his sister and said, "It is I who will inform the prince how your daughter has been saved; this interview will be too dangerous for you; a violent emotion would kill you." "Your hand, my brother," said Sarah. |
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