Honoré de Balzac,
Droll Stories — Volume 3
“ She fell upon her knees before her Prie-Dieu, joined her hands, and wept more pearls than ever Mary Magdalene wore."Ah! I am dead" she cried; "I am deceived by a devil who has taken the face of an angel. I am lost; I am the mother for certain of a beautiful child, without being more guilty than you, Madame the Virgin. Implore the pardon of God for me, if I have not that of men upon earth; or let me die, so that I may not blush before my lord and master."Hearing that she said nothing against him, Jehan rose, quite aghast to see Bertha take this charming dance for two so to heart. ”
