"I must leave you." "Say you will see me once again." "I dare not," said she.
"Only for one half hour to-morrow evening: 'tis my last request.

I shall never trouble you again, Charlotte." "I know not what to say," cried Charlotte, struggling to draw her hands from him: "let me leave you now." "And you will come to-morrow," said Montraville.
"Perhaps I may," said she.
"Adieu then.

I will live upon that hope till we meet again." He kissed her hand.

She sighed an adieu, and catching hold of Mademoiselle's arm, hastily entered the garden gate..