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Then observing Charlotte , who was at the window of the jailer 's room overlooking the courtyard , he went to her . `` Tell Amélie that she must keep the promise she made me , to-night . '' The jailer 's daughter closed the window , kissed her father , and told him that in all probability he would see her there again that evening . Then she returned to Noires-Fontaines , a road she had taken twice every day for the last two months , once at noon on her way to the prison , once in the evening on returning to the château . Every night she found Amélie in the same place , sitting at the window which , in happier days , had given admittance to her beloved Charles . Since the day she had fainted in the courtroom she had shed no tears , and , we may almost add , had uttered no word . Unlike the marble of antiquity awakening into life , she might have been compared to a living woman petrifying into stone .