The Promise.

           Itwas,indeed,MaximilianMorrel,whohadpassedawretchedexistencesincethepreviousday.WiththeinstinctpeculiartolovershehadanticipatedafterthereturnofMadamedeSaint–Meranandthedeathofthemarquis,thatsomethingwouldoccuratM.deVillefort’sinconnectionwithhisattachmentforValentine.Hispresentimentswererealized,asweshallsee,andhisuneasyforebodingshadgoadedhimpaleandtremblingtothegateunderthechestnut-trees.Valentinewasignorantofthecauseofthissorrowandanxiety,andasitwasnothisaccustomedhourforvisitingher,shehadgonetothespotsimplybyaccidentorperhapsthroughsympathy.Morrelcalledher,andsherantothegate."Youhereatthishour?"saidshe."Yes,mypoorgirl,"repliedMorrel;"Icometobringandtohearbadtidings."

           "Thisis,indeed,ahouseofmourning,"saidValentine;"speak,Maximilian,althoughthecupofsorrowseemsalreadyfull."

           "DearValentine,"saidMorrel,endeavoringtoconcealhisownemotion,"listen,Ientreatyou;whatIamabouttosayisveryserious.Whenareyoutobemarried?"

           "Iwilltellyouall,"saidValentine;"fromyouIhavenothingtoconceal.Thismorningthesubjectwasintroduced,andmydeargrandmother,onwhomIdependedasmyonlysupport,notonlydeclaredherselffavorabletoit,butissoanxiousforit,thattheyonlyawaitthearrivalofM.d’Epinay,andthefollowingdaythecontractwillbesigned.

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