She would gladly at that moment of discovery have fled to her own
apartment and cried for joy, but she dared not; she trembled lest
his eyes, if she looked up, should discover the secret of her own.
She had an overpowering consciousness that she stood upon the brink
of her fate; that ere long that look of his would be followed by
words--blessed, hoped-for words, from the lips of Pierre Philibert!
words which would be the pledge and assurance to her of that love
which was hereafter to be the joy--it might be the despair, but in
any case the all in all of her life forever.
Amelie had not yet realized the truth that love is the strength, not
the weakness of woman; and that the boldness of the man is rank
cowardice in comparison with the bravery she is capable of, and the
sacrifices she will make for the sake of the man who has won her
heart.
God locks up in a golden casket of modesty the yearnings of a
woman's heart; but when the hand in which he has placed the key that
opens it calls forth her glorified affections, they come out like
the strong angels, and hold back the winds that blow from the four
corners of the earth that they may not hurt the man whose forehead
is sealed with the kiss of her acknowledged love.
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