Leave me, then, cruel man!
What new transport inspires thee?
Art thou afraid a soft sentiment should invade me? thou redoublest my torments—You will force me to hate you—O, how painful is hatred! how it corrodes the heart from whence it is distilled!
Why will you persecute me?
What can you have more to say to me?
Have you not made it impossible for me either to hear or answer you.
Farewell.
Paris, Dec. 6, 17—. _____
LETTER CLXII.
CHEVALIER DANCENY to the VISCOUNT DE VALMONT. _____
I am informed, Sir, of your behaviour towards me—I also know that after having basely sported with me, you have dared to applaud yourself and brag of it—The proof of your treachery I have seen under your hand—I cannot help acknowledging my heart was pierced, and I felt some shame at having myself so much assisted in the odious abuse you made of my blind confidence: still I do not envy you this shameful advantage—I am only curious to know, whether you will equally preserve them all over me—This I shall be informed of, if, as I hope, you will be to-morrow morning, between eight and nine, at the gate of the wood of Vincennes, village of St. Maude.
I will take care to provide every thing necessary for the eclaircissement, which remains for me to take with you.
Paris, Dec. 6, at night, 17—.
The Chevalier Danceny.
LETTER CLXIII.
M. BERTRAND to MADAME DE ROSEMONDE.
Madam, It is with the greatest grief I find myself obliged to fulfil my duty, by giving you an intelligence that will cause you so much affliction.
Permit me first to recommend the exertion of that pious resignation which every one has so often admired in you, and which alone can support us among the evils of this miserable life.
M. your nephew—Good God! must I afflict so respectable a lady! M. your nephew, had the misfortune to fall this morning in a duel he fought with M. the Chevalier Danceny.
I am entirely unacquainted with the cause of the quarrel: but it appears, by the note which I found in M. the Viscount's pocket, and which I have the honour to send you; it appears, I say, he was not the aggressor: and yet heaven permitted him to fall!
I was at M. the Viscount's, waiting for him, at the very time he was brought back to his hotel.
You cannot conceive the shock I received, seeing M. your nephew brought in by two of his servants, bathed in blood.
He had two thrusts of a sword in his body, and was very weak.
M. Danceny was also there, and even wept.
Ah! certainly he ought to weep—it is a pretty time to cry when one has been the cause of an irreparable misfortune!
For my part, I could not contain myself; and notwithstanding my insignificancy, I could not help telling him my thoughts.
But it was then M. the Viscount showed himself truly great: he commanded me to hold my tongue; and he even took his murderer by the hand, called him his friend, embraced him before us three, and said to us,
"I command you to have for this gentleman all the respect that is due to a brave and gallant man."
Moreover, he ordered to be given him, in my presence, some very voluminous papers, that I know nothing of, but which I know he set a value on.
Then he desired they should be left together for a little while; however, I sent immediately for assistance, as well spiritual as temporal: but, alas! the evil was without remedy.
In less than half an hour after, M. the Viscount was insensible.
He could only receive the extreme unction; and the ceremony was scarcely over, before he breathed his last.
Great God! when I received in my arms at his birth this precious prop of so illustrious a family, could I ever have thought he would expire in my arms, and that I should deplore his death!
A death so sudden, and so unfortunate—my tears flow in spite of me.
I ask pardon, Madam, for taking the liberty of mingling my sorrows with yours: but in every station, tenderness and sensibility will operate; and I should be very ungrateful if I did not lament, during my life, a nobleman who was so kind, and placed such a confidence in me.
To-morrow, when the body will be removed, I will order every thing to be sealed, and you may depend on my care entirely in every thing.
I need not inform you, Madam, this unhappy event puts an end to the entail, and leaves you entirely at liberty.
If I can be of any service, I beg, Madam, you will give me your orders, which will be executed with the greatest zeal and utmost punctuality.
I am, with the most profound respect, Madam, your most humble Bertrand.
Paris, Dec. 7, 17—. _____
LETTER CLXIV.
MADAME DE ROSEMONDE to M. BERTRAND. _____
I this instant received your letter, my dear Bertrand, informing me of the shocking event, to which my nephew is become the unhappy victim—yes, undoubtedly, I shall have orders to give you; and it is they only can take off my thoughts a while from this afflicting intelligence.
M. Danceny's challenge, which you sent me, is a convincing proof he was the aggressor; my intention therefore is, you should commence a prosecution in my name: for although my nephew, in compliance with his natural generosity, may have pardoned his enemy, his murderer, I ought to avenge at once his death, religion, and humanity.
One cannot excite too much the severity of the laws against those remains of barbarism which still infect our morals; and I do not believe, in such cases, the forgiveness of injuries can be commanded us; therefore I expect you will prosecute this business with all that zeal and activity of which I know you so capable, and which you owe to my nephew's memory.
But first, take care to confer with M. the President —— from me.
I do not write to him, as I am so overwhelmed with grief.
You will, therefore, apologise for me, and communicate this to him.
Adieu, my dear Bertrand! I am well pleased with your conduct, and thank you for your good inclinations, and am your sincere friend.
Castle of ——, Dec. 8, 17—. _____