“Because I have in my heart a love which will end only with my life.”
“So I perceive,” replied she, ironically; “and it is to arrive more quickly at this result that you persist in returning to the park; for most assuredly, if you do, your love and your life will end together.”
“Oh, countess, how fearful you are—you who were so brave yesterday!”
“I am always brave when there is no danger.”
“But I have the bravery of my race, and am happier in the presence of danger.”
“But permit me to tell you——”
“No, countess, the die is cast. Death, if it comes; but first, love. I shall return to Versailles.”
“Alone, then.”
“You abandon me?”
“And not I alone.”