“I knew they wished to separate us; and, without knowing precisely what
means they would employ, I suspected them. And, when I came to you the
other day, I wanted to say to you, ‘Have a care!’ and you, M. Champcey,
you drove me from you.”
He looked upon her with such an ironical smile that she broke off, and
cried,--
“Ah, he does not believe me! Tell me that you do not believe me!”