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_7 September, evening._
Before sending this away so that it may leave by the English boat I want
to add a few words; all my heart, all my thoughts, are with you and with
our dear children.
I have just re-read your dear letters, and I need not tell you that I
shall read them often until the next mail brings me others. The days are
long when one is alone, face to face with one’s thoughts, never speaking
a word.
May my soul inspire you, my dear Lucie, for I feel that for the sake of
your dear parents, for the sake of all of us, this tragedy must end.
Even if you should have to knock at all doors, we must find the clue to
this enigma, this infernal machination, which has torn from us that
which makes life itself, and that we must have--our honor.
As for our dear children, kiss them with all your heart for me. The few
words which Pierre adds to each letter give me great pleasure. It is for
you and for them that I have found the strength to bear all, and I long
to live to see the day when honor shall be returned to us. I wish for
this with all my strength, with all my power, with all the energy of a
man who places honor above all else. May this wish soon be realized! You
must do all in your power to accomplish it.