The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 114: what you’re looking at

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THE ALPINE TRAGEDY 91 you insist upon severing them, you will be sacrificing their happiness to the sense of — ”’ “1 understand you, Lady Octavian,” said Monsieur Vol- ney; ‘“‘ to the sense of my own guilt. Yes, yes — it Is so. I must not be selfish.” “No, Monsieur Volney,’’ observed Lady Octavian, im- pressively, ‘‘ there must be the completest self-abnegation on your part — ”’ ‘“‘There shall be — there shall be,’’ responded the French gentleman. ‘* Poor Clarine! she has already been made too much the victim of my own wretched destiny.”’ He rose from his seat, and paced the room for a few in- stants with agitated steps; his form was bowed, he looked ten years older than he had seemed on the preceding day. “Yes, they shall be united,’’ he said, suddenly stopping short in front of Lady Octavian. ‘‘ Hasten and convey this intelligence to Clarine. The bridal shall take place soon, and afterward — afterward,’ added Monsieur Volney, “I will seek some foreign country, — there to dwell for the re- mainder of my life.” Zoe could not help compassionating the unhappy man whose crime had arisen from a sense of deepest wrong, and when she issued from his presence, she felt that the tears were streaming down her cheeks. Having composed her feelings somewhat, she sped to Clarine’s chamber, and to that young lady did she impart the happy intelligence which she had to convey. We need scarcely add that Zoe re- spected Monsieur Volney’s secret, terrible though it were. Joy, indescribable joy expanded upon Clarine’s countenance; the sense of indisposition vanished, and she hastened to apparel herself that she might welcome her lover when he should come, according to appointment, to learn Monsieur Volney’s decision. GOMIGIOOKS (C(O)