“Heavens! Can it be possible?”
“Can you now account for my contempt and aversion towards you?”
“Too, too well!”
“In this letter you developed your ambitious projects with unblushing effrontery. Me you spoke of with the
“Alas! All is now but too apparent. I am lost for ever!”
“And yet to protect you, I had even menaced my father’s existence!”
“When he next visited me, and, without uttering one word of reproach, put into my hands your letter, every line of which more clearly revealed the black enormity of your nature, I could but kneel before him and entreat his pardon. But from that hour I have been a prey to the deepest, the most acute remorse. I immediately quitted Germany for the purpose of travelling, with the intent, if possible, of expiating my guilt; and this self-imposed task
