One word--do you love that man ?--that Dujardin ?" "You know I do not." "I am glad of that; since his life is forfeited; if he escapes my friend Raynal, he shall not escape me." Rose uttered a cry of terror.

"Hush! not so loud.

The life of Camille! Oh! if he were to die, what would become of--oh, pray do not speak so loud." "Own then that you DO love him," yelled Edouard; "give me truth, if you have no love to give.

Own that you love him, and he shall be safe.

It is myself I will kill, for being such a slave as to love you still." Rose's fortitude gave way.
"I cannot bear it," she cried despairingly; "it is beyond my strength; Edouard, swear to me you will keep what I tell you secret as the grave!" "Ah!" cried Edouard, all radiant with hope, "I swear." "Then you are under a delirium.