L'Abbé Prévost, The Story of Manon Lescaut and of the Chevalier des Grieux…
“ Finally we agreed upon six francs, which was all I had left in my purse. On our way I did my best to console Manon, but, in my secret heart, I was overwhelmed with despair. I should have resolved upon suicide, had I not held in my arms the one treasure that made life worth living. This thought alone gave me courage. "Come what may," I said to myself, "I at least possess her now—she loves me—she is mine! Let Tiberge talk as he will; this is no mere delusive phantom of happiness. ”
