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"Still less on his return. Doctor, you don't know that man. Josephine
does not know him. But I do. He would kill her if he knew. He would kill
her that minute. He would not wait: he would not listen to excuses: he
is a man of iron. Or if he spared her he would kill Camille: and that
would destroy her by the cruellest of all deaths! My friend, I am a
wicked, miserable girl. I am the cause of all this misery!"
She then told Aubertin all about the anonymous letter, and what Raynal
had said to her in consequence.
"He never would have married her had he known she loved another. He
asked me was it so. I told him a falsehood. At least I equivocated, and
to equivocate with one so loyal and simple was to deceive him. I am the
only sinner: that sweet angel is the only sufferer. Is this the justice
of Heaven? Doctor, my remorse is great. No one knows what I feel when I
look at my work. Edouard thinks I love her so much better than I do
him. He is wrong: it is not love only, it is pity: it is remorse for the
sorrow I have brought on her, and the wrong I have done poor Raynal.
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