Let us kiss one another for the last time, and then I'll go." "Go?
Why?
You must stay with us.

Nothing could be more simple: you love Marie and she loves you.

I give her to you." A loud cry came from Pierre, who wildly raised his hands again with a gesture of fright and rapture.

"You give me Marie ?" he replied.

"You, who adore her, who have been waiting for her for months?
No, no, it would overcome me, it would terrify me, as if you gave me your very heart after tearing it from your breast.