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SAR.

You shall not die! I can not bear it! GIL. Not die? (Looking around her.) And yet, now, somehow I think it would be a pity not to die. BRIG. My darling!

GIL. Don't be too sorry for me, papa! I am so happy! Why if I had what I deserved, I should be dying now alone, among strangers, unforgiven. here, amongst you all, peaceful and happy!

But I am

SAR. Unforgiven? It is I who need forgiveness-I

who never guessed

GIL. You need forgiveness?

What for? For hav

ing loved me too much? That has been my misfortune. Every one has loved me too much!

Lou. Gilberte!

GIL. That is why I am dying! But that is why I am dying so gently! (Sinking.) Ah!

ALL. (Thinking her dead.) Gilberte!

GIL. (Raising her head a little.) Is this death? What a little thing it seems to me! Louise? Where are you Louise? Come close, I want to whisper something to you! When I am dead-ah, yes, when I am dead-you must make me pretty again-as pretty as I used to be. I won't wear a black dress-then! I had a white dress once, all covered with little rosebuds; you must find it and put it on me! You will see I shall look as pretty as ever, and you will find Frou Frou again just as she used to be.

SAR. Ah, Frou Frou!

GIL. You see just the same as ever! My boy! You forgive everybody. Frou Frou-poor Frou Frou.

CURTAIN.

END.

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