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The Accusation.

           Iwillnotacknowledgeacrimeinmyhouse;forwhencrimeentersadwelling,itislikedeath—itdoesnotcomealone.’Listen.WhatdoesitsignifytoyouifIammurdered?Areyoumyfriend?Areyouaman?Haveyouaheart?No,youareaphysician!Well,ItellyouIwillnotdragmydaughterbeforeatribunal,andgiveheruptotheexecutioner!Thebareideawouldkillme—woulddrivemelikeamadmantodigmyheartoutwithmyfinger-nails!Andifyouweremistaken,doctor—ifitwerenotmydaughter—ifIshouldcomeoneday,paleasaspectre,andsaytoyou,‘Assassin,youhavekilledmychild!’—hold—ifthatshouldhappen,althoughIamaChristian,M.d’Avrigny,Ishouldkillmyself."

           "Well,"saidthedoctor,afteramoment’ssilence,"Iwillwait."Villefortlookedathimasifhehaddoubtedhiswords."Only,"continuedM.d’Avrigny,withaslowandsolemntone,"ifanyonefallsillinyourhouse,ifyoufeelyourselfattacked,donotsendforme,forIwillcomenomore.Iwillconsenttosharethisdreadfulsecretwithyou,butIwillnotallowshameandremorsetogrowandincreaseinmyconscience,ascrimeandmiserywillinyourhouse."

           "Thenyouabandonme,doctor?"

           "Yes,forIcanfollowyounofarther,andIonlystopatthefootofthescaffold.Somefurtherdiscoverywillbemade,whichwillbringthisdreadfultragedytoaclose.Adieu.

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