Couldn't you get rid of him, send him on a journey somewhere, a long way off ?" "Ah! yes, send him on a journey!" resumed the young woman, nodding her head.

"And do you imagine a man like that would consent to travel?
There is only one journey, that from which you never return.

But he will bury us all.

People who are at their last breath, never die." Then came a silence which was broken by Laurent who remarked: "I had a day dream.

Camille met with an accident and died, and I became your husband.