"Work!" she exclaimed.

"Work and hope, for I swear that I will never wed other than you." Here the voice of the old lady interrupted the lovers.
"Still lingering here!" she cried, in a voice like a trumpet call.

Andre fled away with hope in his heart, and felt that he had now something to live for.

No one knew exactly what happened after his departure.

No doubt Sabine brought round her aunt to her way of thinking, for at her death, which happened two months afterward, she left the whole of her immense fortune directly to her niece, giving her the income while she remained single, and the capital on her marriage, whether with or without the consent of her parents.