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Chapter 8
Thusthepoorsufferertriedtocomfortothersandherself.Sheindeedgainedtheresignationshedesired.ButI,thetruemurderer,feltthenever-dyingwormaliveinmybosom,whichallowedofnohopeorconsolation.Elizabethalsoweptandwasunhappy,buthersalsowasthemiseryofinnocence,which,likeacloudthatpassesoverthefairmoon,forawhilehidesbutcannottarnishitsbrightness.Anguishanddespairhadpenetratedintothecoreofmyheart;Iboreahellwithinmewhichnothingcouldextinguish.WestayedseveralhourswithJustine,anditwaswithgreatdifficultythatElizabethcouldtearherselfaway."Iwish,"criedshe,"thatIweretodiewithyou;Icannotliveinthisworldofmisery."
Justineassumedanairofcheerfulness,whileshewithdifficultyrepressedherbittertears.SheembracedElizabethandsaidinavoiceofhalf-suppressedemotion,"Farewell,sweetlady,dearestElizabeth,mybelovedandonlyfriend;mayheaven,initsbounty,blessandpreserveyou;maythisbethelastmisfortunethatyouwilleversuffer!Live,andbehappy,andmakeothersso."
AndonthemorrowJustinedied.Elizabeth’sheart-rendingeloquencefailedtomovethejudgesfromtheirsettledconvictioninthecriminalityofthesaintlysufferer.Mypassionateandindignantappealswerelostuponthem.AndwhenIreceivedtheircoldanswersandheardtheharsh,unfeelingreasoningofthesemen,mypurposedavowaldiedawayonmylips.ThusImightproclaimmyselfamadman,butnotrevokethesentencepasseduponmywretchedvictim.Sheperishedonthescaffoldasamurderess!
Fromthetorturesofmyownheart,IturnedtocontemplatethedeepandvoicelessgriefofmyElizabeth.Thisalsowasmydoing!Andmyfather’swoe,andthedesolationofthatlatesosmilinghomeallwastheworkofmythrice-accursedhands!