Prosper Mérimée,
Abbé Aubain and Mosaics
“ Suddenly the door opened and Gabrielle rushed into his arms."Forgive me!" she cried, strangling him almost in her passion; "forgive me! I know it now; I love only you; and I love you better now than if you had not done what you blame yourself for. If you like, I will steal; I have stolen before now.... Yes, I have stolen; I took a gold watch.... What worse could one do?"Roger shook his head incredulously, but his face seemed to brighten."No, my poor child," he said, gently repulsing her. "I must kill myself; there is no other course for me. I suffer so greatly that I cannot bear my grief." ”
