"Then," said Geneviève, "you are still angry, mon ami, although I endeavor to act for the best."
"No, Geneviève; you would do much better to receive me as before, or drive me away altogether."
"Maurice," said Geneviève, tenderly, "understand my situation, consider my anguish, and do not enact the tyrant over me any longer."
And the young woman regarded him mournfully.
Maurice remained silent.
"What do you require then?" continued she.
"I require your love, Geneviève; since I now feel I cannot live without that love."
"Maurice! have pity on me."
"Then, Madame, you leave me to die."
"To die?"