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"
If
it
must
be
,
"
he
went
on
,
his
face
changing
;
and
he
again
became
respectful
,
caressing
,
timid
.
She
gave
him
her
arm
.
They
went
back
.
He
said
--
"
What
was
the
matter
with
you
?
Why
?
I
do
not
understand
.
You
were
mistaken
,
no
doubt
.
In
my
soul
you
are
as
a
Madonna
on
a
pedestal
,
in
a
place
lofty
,
secure
,
immaculate
.
But
I
need
you
to
live
!
I
must
have
your
eyes
,
your
voice
,
your
thought
!
Be
my
friend
,
my
sister
,
my
angel
!
"
And
he
put
out
his
arm
round
her
waist
.
She
feebly
tried
to
disengage
herself
.
He
supported
her
thus
as
they
walked
along
.
But
they
heard
the
two
horses
browsing
on
the
leaves
.
"
Oh
!
one
moment
!
"
said
Rodolphe
.
"
Do
not
let
us
go
!
Stay
!
"
He
drew
her
farther
on
to
a
small
pool
where
duckweeds
made
a
greenness
on
the
water
.
Faded
water
lilies
lay
motionless
between
the
reeds
.
At
the
noise
of
their
steps
in
the
grass
,
frogs
jumped
away
to
hide
themselves
.
"
I
am
wrong
!
I
am
wrong
!
"
she
said
.
"
I
am
mad
to
listen
to
you
!
"
"
Why
?
Emma
!
Emma
!
"
"
Oh
,
Rodolphe
!
"
said
the
young
woman
slowly
,
leaning
on
his
shoulder
.
