I do not resist.

Why, then, speak to me like that; must the last words I hear from your mouth be words of anger, cruel Camille ?" "I was wrong.

But it is so hard to kill her I love in cold blood.

I want anger as well as despair to keep me to it.

Come, turn your head away from me, and all our troubles shall end." "No, Camille, let me look at you.