He long solicited in vain for another interview with Amelie, but
until it was seen that she was approaching the end, it was not
granted him. Mere Esther interceded strongly with the Lady
Superior, who was jealous of the influence of Pierre with her young
novice. At length Amelie's prayers overcame her scruples. He was
told one day that Amelie was dying, and wished to see him for the
last time in this world.
Amelie was carried in a chair to the bars to receive her sorrowing
lover. Her pale face retained its statuesque beauty of outline, but
so thin and wasted!
"Pierre will not know me;" whispered she to Heloise, "but I shall
smile at the joy of meeting him, and then he will recognize me."
Her flowing veil was thrown back from her face. She spoke little,
but her dark eyes were fixed with devouring eagerness upon the door
by which she knew Pierre would come in. Her aunt supported her head
upon her shoulder, while Heloise knelt at her knee and fanned her
with sisterly tenderness, whispering words of sisterly sympathy in
her ear.
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