I have wanted you so much." Then, as Marie advanced to him, and kneeling by his side, clasped him in her arms, Elise and Harry stole quietly from the room.

It was nearly an hour before Marie came out.

There was a soft glow of happiness on her face, though her cheeks were pale.
"Not yet!" she said, as she swept past them into her own room.
In a few minutes she reappeared.
"Pardon me," she said, holding out her hands to Harry and Elise, "but I had to thank the good God first.

Victor is quite sensible now, but oh, so weak! He remembers nothing of the past, but seems to think he is still in Burgundy, and has somehow had an illness.
Then he spoke of the duke and my dear father and mother as being still alive, and that he hoped they would let me come to him now.

I told him that all should be as he wished as soon as he got stronger, but that he must not think of anything now, and that I would nurse him, and all would be well.