"I saw her this morning, and bade her adieu." "Have you no particular commands to leave with me, my father ?" inquired Maximilian in a faltering voice.
"Yes; my son, and a sacred command." "Say it, my father." "The house of Thomson & French is the only one who, from humanity, or, it may be, selfishness--it is not for me to read men's hearts--has had any pity for me.

Its agent, who will in ten minutes present himself to receive the amount of a bill of 287,500 francs, I will not say granted, but offered me three months.

Let this house be the first repaid, my son, and respect this man." "Father, I will," said Maximilian.
"And now, once more, adieu," said Morrel.

"Go, leave me; I would be alone.

You will find my will in the secretary in my bedroom." The young man remained standing and motionless, having but the force of will and not the power of execution.
"Hear me, Maximilian," said his father.