Rose, Blanche, and Violet, Volume 3 (of 3)

by George Henry Lewes

Blanche sighed and said,—

"Then let us go back, for in that case, they will only be uncomfortable together."

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N.B.—The journey to Brazil was indefinitely postponed.

EPILOGUE.

1845.

"Je l'aurais supprimée si j'écrivais un roman; je sais que l'héroine ne doit avoir qu'un goùt; qu'il doit être pour quelqu'un de parfait et ne jamais finir; mais le vrai est comme il peut, et n'a de mérite que d'être ce qu'il est."

MADAME DE STAAL DE LAUNAY.

The moon was serenely shining one soft July night, exactly ten years from the date of the prologue to this long drama, when a young woman crept stealthily from the door of an old and picturesque-looking house, at the extremity of the town of Angoulême, and with many agitated glances thrown back, as one who feared pursuit, ran, rather than walked, on to the high road.