Ah me! ah me! ah me!" "Courage, poor soul! All is now in my hands, and I will save you," said the doctor, his voice trembling in spite of him.

"Guilt lies in the intention.

A more innocent woman than you does not breathe.

Two courses lay open to you: to leave this house with Camille Dujardin, or to dismiss him, and live for your hard duty till it shall please Heaven to make that duty easy (no middle course was tenable for a day); of these two paths you chose the right one, and, having chosen, I really think you are not called on to reveal your misfortune, and make those unhappy to whose happiness you have sacrificed your own for years to come." "Forever," said Josephine quietly.
"The young use that word lightly.

The old have almost ceased to use it.
They have seen how few earthly things can conquer time." He resumed, "You think only of others, Josephine, but I shall think of you as well.