I sinned for my son's sake, more than for
my own. But I might have rehabilitated myself through him, and
now he will perhaps be dishonored through me." Her breathing came
short and hard, and it was in a choked voice that she continued:
"Wilkie shall work for me and for himself. If he is strong, he
will save us. If he is weak--ah, well! we shall perish. But
there has been cowardice and shame enough! It shall never be said
that I sacrificed the honor of a noble name and the happiness of
my brother's child to my son. I see what my duty is, and I shall
do it."
The baron nodded approvingly. "That's no doubt right," said he.
"Only allow me to tell you that all is not lost yet. The code has
a weapon for every just cause. Perhaps there will be a way for
you to obtain and hold your fortune independent of your husband."
"Alas! I made inquiries on the subject years ago, and I was told
that it would be impossible. Still, you might investigate the
matter. I have confidence in you. I know that you would not
advise me rashly;--but don't delay. The worst misfortune would be
less intolerable than this suspense."
"I will lose no time. M. Ferailleur is a very clever lawyer, I am
told. I will consult him."
"And what shall I do about this man Fortunat, who called upon me?"
The baron reflected for a moment. "The safest thing would be to
take no action whatever at present," he replied.
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