But fate has willed it otherwise.
I have but few words to say to you.

I beg you to listen earnestly to them.

It is true that in your company I have passed many a pleasant hour.

Your wit, your gossip, your excellent verses, and your unending gaiety dispelled many a cloud of which you knew nothing, nor shall know.

When I fled from Paris there was a moment when I believed you to be guilty of that abominable crime.