Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1916 edition. Excerpt: ...her head. Jacques Hury: Let her alone. You see she is troubled. The Mother: Go away for a moment. (They move away. Farewell, Violaine! You will not deceive me, my child; you will not deceive the mother who bore thee. What I have said to you is hard; but look at me, I am full of trouble, and I am old. You--you are young, and you will forget. My man is gone, and now here is my child turning away from me. One's own sorrow is nothing, but the sorrow one has caused to others Makes bitter the bread in the mouth. Think of that, my sacrificed lamb, and say to yourself: Thus I have caused sorrow to no one. I counselled thee as I thought for the best. Don't bear malice, Violaine! Save your sister. Must she be left to be ruined? And God will be with you, who is your recompense. That is all. You will never see my old face again. May God be with thee! And you do not wish to kiss me, but I can at least give you my blessing, sweet, sweet Violaine! Violaine: Yes, mother! yes, mother! (She kneels, and The Mother makes the sign of the cross above her. Jacques (returning): Come, Violaine, it is time to go. Mara: Go and pray for us. Violaine (calling): I give you my dresses, Mara, and all my things! Have no fear of them; you know that I have not touched them. I did not go into that room.--Ah, ah! my poor wedding-dress that was so pretty! (She stretches out her arms as if to find support. All remain at a distance from her. She goes out tottering, followed by JACQUES. Act Three: Scene One Chevoche. A large forest sparsely grown with lofty oaks and birches, with an undergrowth of pines, firs, and a few holly trees. A wide straight road has just been cut through the woods to the horizon. Workmen are removing the last stumps of trees and preparing the roadway....
