I have loved you as only man can love, and to my sorrow I love you still.

You have just told me that you love me, and I hope it is true; but, by all that is sacred, if I am your lover to-night, no one shall take my place tomorrow.

Before God, before God," I repeated, "I would not take you back as my mistress, for I hate you as much as I love you.

Before God, if you wish to stay here to-night I will kill you in the morning." When I had spoken these words I fell into a delirium.

She threw her cloak over her shoulders and fled from the room.
When I told Desgenais about it he said: "Why did you do that?
You must be very much disgusted, for she is a beautiful woman." "Are you joking ?" I asked.