"Farewell! then (said he), I go for the officers of justice."
"Oh! D'Alembert (cried Madeline, wildly catching his arm as he was about quitting the room), you cannot be so inhuman; you cannot surely think of giving up to death a man, who has been basely betrayed into your power—a man, infinitely more unfortunate than guilty!—Again I kneel before you to supplicate your pity for him. Oh! could you look into my heart, could you ascertain the dreadful feelings which now pervade it, I am convinced you would be softened to compassion."
"My compassion can easily be obtained (said D'Alembert)—your love."
"Villain! (exclaimed Madeline, rising from the floor), begone! never more will I address you: to God alone will I look, up to him, whose power can in a moment defeat your purposes; he has promised to protect the innocent; I will think of that promise, and support my fainting heart."
