I have given up all I lived for: but if I am never to have my little boy's arms round me to console me, then--why torment me any longer?
Why not say to me, 'Josephine, you have offended Heaven; pray for pardon, and die' ?" Then the doctor was angry in his turn.

"Oh, go then," said he, "go to Frejus; you will have Edouard Riviere for a companion this time.

Your first visit roused his suspicions.

So before you go tell your mother all; for since she is sure to find it out, she had better hear it from you than from another." "Doctor, have pity on me," said Josephine.
"You have no heart," said Rose.

"She shall see him though, in spite of you." "Oh, yes! he has a heart," said Josephine: "he is my best friend.