Therefore, she was his wife: and is his widow.

She owes him everything; the house you are all living in among the rest.

She ought to be proud of her brief connection with that pure, heroic spirit, and, when she is so little noble as to disown him, then say that gratitude and justice have no longer a place among mankind." "Come into the chapel," said Camille, with a voice that showed he was hurt.
They entered the chapel, and there they saw something that thoroughly surprised them: a marble monument to the memory of Raynal.

It leaned at present against the wall below the place prepared to receive it.
The inscription, short, but emphatic, and full of feeling, told of the battles he had fought in, including the last fatal skirmish, and his marriage with the heiress of Beaurepaire; and, in a few soldier-like words, the uprightness, simplicity, and generosity of his character.
They were so touched by this unexpected trait in Camille that they both threw their arms round his neck by one impulse.

"Am I wrong to be proud of him ?" said Josephine, triumphantly.
"Well, don't say too much to me," said Camille, looking down confused.
"One tries to be good; but it is very hard--to some of us--not to you, Josephine; and, after all, it is only the truth that we have written on that stone.