Morrel, that God, who does know it, will be on our side."
"Enough," said Morrel; "who is your second witness?"
"I know no one in Paris, Morrel, on whom I could confer that honor
besides you and your brother Emmanuel. Do you think Emmanuel would
oblige me?"
"I will answer for him, count."
"Well? that is all I require. To-morrow morning, at seven o'clock, you
will be with me, will you not?"
"We will."
"Hush, the curtain is rising. Listen! I never lose a note of this opera
if I can avoid it; the music of William Tell is so sweet."
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