his heart beat, and taking his mother's hand within his own he said,
tenderly,--
"Yes, you will live!"
"I shall live!--then you will not leave me, Albert?"
"Mother, I must go," said Albert in a firm, calm voice; "you love me
too well to wish me to remain useless and idle with you; besides, I have
signed."
"You will obey your own wish and the will of heaven!"
"Not my own wish, mother, but reason--necessity. Are we not two
despairing creatures? What is life to you?--Nothing. What is life to
me?--Very little without you, mother; for believe me, but for you I
should have ceased to live on the day I doubted my father and renounced
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