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If Moyse did but know it, I almost envy him his rest." "Is it over, then? is he dead?" "He dies at sunrise. You think Genifrede may sleep till noon?" Therese could not reply, and he proceeded "He is found guilty, and sentenced. There was no escape. His guilt is clear as noonday." "No escape from the sentence," said Therese, eagerly. "But there is room for mercy yet.
"I did not know I little thought Are you all here?" "No; I came to see you, Moyse. I told you how it would be if we parted." "And how will it be, love?" "Oh, how can you make me say it? How can you make me think it?" "Why, Genifrede, you cannot suppose anything very serious will happen. What frightens you so?
To the eyes of such as Genifrede, who were ever on the watch for signs, it might almost seem that they saw Pestilence floating, on her poison-dropping wings, beneath the clouds which sailed from all quarters of the sky to the mountain-peaks; clouds muttering in thunder, and startling the intruders with terrific lightnings, from night-to-night.
And he exhibited a capital sketch of herself and Moyse, as he had found them, gathering fruits and flowers. "Can it be his own?" whispered Genifrede to her lover. Denis nodded and laughed, while Azua gravely criticised and approved, without suspicion that the sketch was by no pupil of his own. In the cool evening, Genifrede was really no longer idle.
I cannot see him myself, at present; but I will take you to the door of the salon where he is." "The salon!" said Genifrede, as if relieved. She had probably imagined him chained in a cell. This one word appeared to alter the course of her ideas. She glanced at her travel-soiled dress, and hesitated. Her father said "I will send a servant to you.
"Christ strengthen you, my child," said Toussaint, "as Therese is strengthening! She can already serve those whom she and you once hated alike: and she is about to save her foe of foes." "No, you will not save Monsieur Papalier," said Genifrede. "L'Ouverture is a prophet, as all men are in proportion as they are Christians," said Therese. "If he says I shall save my enemy, I believe I shall."
Oh, yes, I was aware of his talents in that direction, from his boyhood; but I found in him power of another kind. You know what a passionate lover he is." "Yes, indeed. Never did I see such a lover!" "Well, he puts this same power and devotedness into his occupation of the hour, whatever it may be." "Do you mean that he forgets Genifrede, when he is away from her?"
"I am satisfied I am grateful," said Moyse. "I believe I spoke some hasty words just now; but we supposed I was to be sent among the whites and I had so lately returned from the south and Genifrede was so wretched!" Genifrede threw herself on her father's bosom, with broken words of love and gratitude.
Aimee I might have known but can this lady be Genifrede?" Genifrede looked up with a smile, which perplexed him still further. "I do not know that I ever saw a smile from her before; and she would not so much as lift up her head at one of my jokes. One could never gain her attention with anything but a ghost story.
This little sign," said he, producing a small carved ivory ring from his pocket-book, "This little sign will save you from the anguish of a thousand sleepless nights, from the wretchedness of a thousand days of despair. Take it. If shown at Number 9, in the Rue Espagnole, in my name, you will receive what will suffice for us both. Take it, Genifrede."
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