Justine 淑女的眼泪 Chapter 62

The honest Monsieur de Corville had not heard this tale without profound emotion; as for Madame de Lorsange in whom, as we have said, the monstrous ¹ errors of her youth had not by any means extinguished sensibility, as for Madame de Lorsange, she was ready to swoon., ,"Mademoiselle," said she to Justine, "it is difficult to listen to you without taking the keenest interest in you; but, and I must avow ² it! an inexplicable ³ sentiment, one far more tender than this I describe, draws me invincibly ⁴ toward you and does make of your ills my very own. You have disguised your name, you have concealed ⁵ your birth, I beg you to disclose your secret to me; think not that it is a vain curiosity which bids me speak thus to you... Great God! may what I suspect be true?... O Therese! were you Justine?... were it that you would be my sister !", ,"Justine ! Madame ! 'tis a strange name.", , ,"Juliette! is it you I hear?" cried the unhappy prisoner, casting herself into Madame de Lorsange's arms; "... you... my sister!... ah, I shall die far less miserable ⁶, for I have been able to embrace you again!...", ,And the two sisters, clasped in each other's arms, were prevented by their sobs ⁷ from hearing one another, and found expression in naught ⁸ but tears., ,Your behaviour in class is monstrous!你在课堂上的行为真是丢人！,I must avow that I am innocent.我要公开声明我是无罪的。