And yet to live again, no, I cannot; the priest that I am is dead--a lifeless, an empty tomb." He was shaken by so frightful a sob, that Guillaume could not restrain his own tears.

And clasped in one another's arms the brothers wept on, their hearts full of the softest emotion in that home of their youth, whither the dear shadows of their parents ever returned, hovering around until they should be reconciled and restored to the peace of the earth.
And all the darkness and mildness of the garden streamed in through the open window, while yonder, on the horizon, Paris had fallen asleep in the mysterious gloom, beneath a very peaceful sky which was studded with stars..