15/22 She could not point out to him how very weak--how selfish his friend was. She could not tell him that his bosom friend would suffer ten times more from the wound to his pride in being rejected, than from the effects of disappointed love; but she rightly judged her lover's character. Adolphe Denot loved her as warmly as he was capable of loving ought but himself; but were she to die, his grief would be very short lived; he would not, however, endure to see that she preferred any one to himself. I will never press you against your will." "My own Henri--how good you are to your Agatha. I knew you would not torture me with a request that I should marry a man I did not love. |