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The first emotion I felt was indignation, and I wrote these lines on the back of the Letter:
"You must know the designs I could have, in exposing myself to danger, to deliver you from your own. You know the affection and attachment I felt for your person, but you also should know the pride that guides my actions. If chance does not bring us together, you shall never see me again. I hope you will forget the unfortunate man, whom you unjustly load with vexatious reproaches."
This reply I forwarded immediately by her waiting woman, in whose hands I also pressed some pieces of gold, and having got my horse saddled, left the castle, without casting a single look of regret behind me.
