{"id":1206,"date":"2024-07-15T19:08:24","date_gmt":"2024-07-15T17:08:24","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/?p=1206"},"modified":"2024-07-16T23:11:50","modified_gmt":"2024-07-16T21:11:50","slug":"chapitre-2-p-24","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/2024\/07\/15\/chapitre-2-p-24\/","title":{"rendered":"Chapitre 2, p. 24"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-media-text is-stacked-on-mobile\"><figure class=\"wp-block-media-text__media\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"604\" height=\"985\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/img255.jpg?resize=604%2C985&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1207 size-full\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/img255.jpg?resize=628%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 628w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/img255.jpg?resize=184%2C300&amp;ssl=1 184w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/img255.jpg?resize=768%2C1253&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/img255.jpg?w=808&amp;ssl=1 808w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 604px) 100vw, 604px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/figure><div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\n<p>24               HISTOIRE<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>glier il acheva de le tuer ; ensuite il<br>courut pour relever le Comte, qu&#8217;il<br>croyoit seulement tomb\u00e9 de l&#8217;effort<br>qu&#8217;il avoit so\u00fbtenu ; mais il le trouva<br>mort , &amp; reconnut \u00e0 sa blessure d&#8217;o\u00f9<br>provenoit le coup.<br>Ce funeste accident le jetta dans le<br>dernier desespoir ; il s abandonna \u00e0<br>tous les regrets imaginables ; l&#8217;amour,<br>&amp; la crainte firent un combat terrible<br>dans son c\u0153ur. Il aimoit veritable\u00ac<br>ment son oncle, &amp; il craignoit que ce<br>malheur \u00e9tant publi\u00e9 on ne reconn\u00fbt<br>pas son innocence ; vingt fois il fut<br>prest de se passer cette fatale \u00e9p\u00e9e \u00e0<br>travers le corps, se persuadant ne pou\u00ac<br>voir survivre \u00e0 la perte qu&#8217;il faisoit<br>d&#8217;un si bon ami, &amp; au remords \u00e9ter\u00ac<br>nel de lui avoir \u00f4t\u00e9 la vie.<br>Apr\u00e9s que Raimondin eut pass\u00e9<br>une partie de la nuit dans cette agi\u00ac<br>tation , il resolut de quitter le pais ,<br>&amp; d&#8217;aller errant par le monde, suivre<br>sa malheureuse destin\u00e9e. Il s&#8217;aprocha<br>donc du corps de son oncle, &amp; r\u00e9\u00ac<br>pandant un torrent de larmes , il le<br>baisa ; ensuite il monta \u00e0 cheval, &amp;<br>marcha<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>24 HISTOIRE glier il acheva de le tuer ; ensuite ilcourut pour relever le Comte, qu&#8217;ilcroyoit seulement tomb\u00e9 de l&#8217;effortqu&#8217;il avoit so\u00fbtenu ; mais il le trouvamort , &amp; reconnut \u00e0 sa blessure d&#8217;o\u00f9provenoit le coup.Ce funeste accident le jetta dans ledernier desespoir ; il s abandonna \u00e0tous les regrets imaginables ; l&#8217;amour,&amp; la crainte &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/2024\/07\/15\/chapitre-2-p-24\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continuer la lecture de <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Chapitre 2, p. 24<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[16,11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1206","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-chapitre-2","category-histoire-de-melusine-edition-diplomatique"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1206","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1206"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1206\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1208,"href":"https:\/\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1206\/revisions\/1208"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1206"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1206"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/melancholia.fr\/melusine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1206"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}