Gustave Aimard,
The Red Track: A Story of Social Life in Mexico
“ Don Valentine, do you forgive me?""General Don Sebastian Guerrero, I forgive you the murder of my friend," the hunter answered, in a firm voice. "I forgive you the life of grief to which I am henceforth condemned by you.""You pardon me unreservedly?""Unreservedly I do.""Thanks! We were made to love instead of hate each other. I misunderstood you; but yours is a great and noble heart. Now, let death come, and I shall accept it gladly; for I feel convinced that God will have pity on me on account of my sincere repentance. Be happy, niece, with the husband of your choice. ”
