r be able to undo everything that lay behind it.
Thus, I, like a cowardly onlooker, faded into the shadows behind the tree trunk.
When I was carried into that cabin, I was wrapped in an unfamiliar coat. Later, in its inner pocket, I found a note. I believe, it''s meant for you.
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Andre reached into his pocket and handed the paper to Edith.
Edith unfolded the note with trembling hands. On it, only a single sentence was written, its script hasty yet resolute.
She read aloud: "Never have I felt as noble as I do today."
"Raphael. Noble soul!" Edith pressed the crumpled note against her heart, her voice laden with sorrow.
Andre lowered his gaze, continuing his tale:
"I wandered for six long years, constantly searching for you. Two months ago, by chance, I encountered Fran?ois Lebrun, a former member of the Revolutionary Tribunal. He was a pupil of the republican painter David, an upright patriot. I accepted his invitation, ready to bring an end to that dictator''s life.
"We failed. Lebrun was captured and, along with several others, imprisoned. By this moment, they have likely already faced execution. They failed to capture me. I managed to escape to a small inn on the outskirts of Paris, where I unexpectedly encountered an acquaintance.
"The innkeeper, whom I had once aided, informed me that you and Citizeness Percy had passed through her place during your escape in ninety-four, accompanied by a man. From her description of his appearance, I deduced his probable identity.
"Fortunately, I have finally found myself by your side again." Andre raised his eyes, finally revealing a genuine smile to Edith.