You have been watched, and today, unhappily, I can doubt no more.

You, Valerie, you to whom I have given more than my life, you deceive me and have been deceiving me for a long time past.

Unhappy man that I am! I am no longer certain that I am the father of your child.'" "But this note is a proof," cried old Tabaret, "an overwhelming proof.
Of what importance to the count would be a doubt of his paternity, had he not sacrificed his legitimate son to his bastard?
Yes, you have said truly, his punishment has been severe." "Madame Gerdy," resumed Noel, "wished to justify herself.

She wrote to the count; but he returned her letters unopened.

She called on him, but he would not receive her.