CHAPTER 39-3

1590 Mots

You yourself wanted to murder me; you dazed me by terrible blowsand, profiting from my half-unconscious state, you snatched from mewhat I prized most highly; through an unexampled refinement ofcruelty, you plundered me of the little money I possessed quite asif you had desired to summon humiliation and misery to completeyour victim's obliteration! And great was your success, barbaricone! indeed, it has been entire; 'tis you who precipitated me intodesolation; 'tis you who made the abyss to yawn, and 'tis thanks toyou I fell into it and have not ceased to fall since that accursedmoment. "Nevertheless, Monsieur, I would forget it all, yes,everything is effaced from my memory, I even ask your pardon fordaring to upbraid you for what is past, but can you hide fromyourself the fact that some re

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