Is this the reward of all my affection for you ?" "Oh, God! oh, God! Lenora, do I hear _you_ accuse me?
Alas! what have I done, and what could I prevent ?" "There is nothing, sir, any longer, in common between us," said the girl.

"If we are not as rich as you, the blood that runs in our veins cannot suffer by comparison.

Arise! begone! I will see you no more!" "Mercy! pity!" exclaimed Gustave, lifting his clasped hands toward her; "mercy, Lenora, for I am innocent!" The maiden dashed away the tears that began to start in her eyes, and, turning her back on him, was about to depart.
"Cruel, cruel!" exclaimed Gustave, in broken tones.

"Can you leave me without a farewell ?--without a word of consolation?
Will you remain insensible to my grief and deaf to my prayers?
'Tis well; I will submit to my lot, for _you_ have decided it! You, Lenora, my love, have sentenced me! I forgive you: be happy on earth without me, and farewell forever!" As he uttered those words his strength seemed utterly to fail him, and, sinking into the chair which Lenora had quitted, his head and arms fell lifeless on the table.
The determined girl had made a few steps in her retreat to the house, when she suddenly halted on hearing the agonized tones of Gustave's farewell and the sudden sound of his fall on the table.

As she glanced backward at the convulsed frame of her lover, a spasm that denoted the violent conflict between duty and affection passed over her beautiful face; and, as her heart appeared gradually to conquer in the fight, the tears began to pour in showers from her eyes.