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LETTER XLIV.
February 20.
GOD bless you, my dear friends! and may he grant to you that
happiness which he denies to me! I thank you, Albert, for having
deceived me. -- I waited for the wedding-day to be fixed, and on
that day I intended with solemnity to have taken down
Charlotte's profile from the wall, and with some other papers to
have buried it. You are now united, and her picture still remains
there. Well, let it remain. Why should it not? Does not Charlotte
find room for me in her heart? Yes, you may allow me to occupy
the second place there, and I will, I ought to keep it; I should
become furious if she could forget. -- Albert, that thought is
hell. -- May you be happy, Albert! -- Charlotte, angel of light,
may you be the happiest of woman!
