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The Fifth of September.

           If,onthecontrary,Idie,remember,Maximilian,mycorpseisthatofanhonestbutunfortunateman.Living,mybestfriendswouldavoidmyhouse;dead,allMarseilleswillfollowmeintearstomylasthome.Living,youwouldfeelshameatmyname;dead,youmayraiseyourheadandsay,‘Iamthesonofhimyoukilled,because,forthefirsttime,hehasbeencompelledtobreakhisword.’"

           Theyoungmanutteredagroan,butappearedresigned.

           "Andnow,"saidMorrel,"leavemealone,andendeavortokeepyourmotherandsisteraway."

           "Willyounotseemysisteroncemore?"askedMaximilian.Alastbutfinalhopewasconcealedbytheyoungmanintheeffectofthisinterview,andthereforehehadsuggestedit.Morrelshookhishead."Isawherthismorning,andbadeheradieu."

           "Haveyounoparticularcommandstoleavewithme,myfather?"inquiredMaximilianinafalteringvoice.

           "Yes;myson,andasacredcommand."

           "Sayit,myfather."

           "ThehouseofThomson&Frenchistheonlyonewho,fromhumanity,or,itmaybe,selfishnessitisnotformetoreadmen’sheartshashadanypityforme.Itsagent,whowillintenminutespresenthimselftoreceivetheamountofabillof287,500francs,Iwillnotsaygranted,butofferedmethreemonths.Letthishousebethefirstrepaid,myson,andrespectthisman."

           "Father,Iwill,"saidMaximilian.

           "Andnow,oncemore,adieu,"saidMorrel.

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