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constituent The species of intimida-
ton this latter had caused her in
creased each moment, as also a vague
sadness she could not account for.
Mon Dieu! Monsieur Rodolphe,
how kind you are you make me quite
ashamed
Because am kind? No; butt
seems to me you no longer speak as
you did yesterday-that you are some
other
Come. Maria, would you rather
should be the Rodolphe of yesterday,
or the Rodolphe of to-day? i hko
You more as you are to-day; yet yes
terday seemed to be more your equal.
Then, fearing she. had mortified Ro-
dophe, she ADDED when | say your
equal, Moasiepre Rpdolphe, | know
that cannptt 1b9f,5 "a hgfre is one thing
in Xap tha surprises me, Maria, =
What is that, Mapsieur Rodolphe ?
8 .YoE,seem To- forget that La Chouette
tod sogs YESTERDAY that she knew your
= parents that she knew your mother.
= '.0hs ffave not forgotten that thought
e 8 Of it all night, and have wept bitterly !;
but am sure it is not true. The
Borgnesse invented this story to give
me pain 1t may be that La Chou
cite knows more than you imagine IL
it is so, would you not be happy to
find your mother? Alas Monsieur
Rodolphe, if my mother never loved
me, what good would it be to fine
her? She would not only not see mt
what disgrace it would be to her
it would perhaps kill her
If your mother loved you, Maria
she would pity YOU she would par
don you, she would love you again
If she has forSakcn you, i'll seeing t.
what a horrible fate her actions hav
reduced you, her shame would be you
revenge. And why should be Il
venged? If | were revenged, it seem
to me that | should no longer hav
the right to consider myself untortl
nate: this often consoles me- Pc
haps YOU are right; let lis speak II
more about it.
At this moment the carriage arrive
near ST Oucn,' at the junction Of tt
road to St. Denis and the road of Il
revolt.
Notwithstanding he monotonol
appearance Of the country, Maria W;
so delighted at seeing the fields, as 81
said, that forgetting the sad though
which the rcccOllections Of Chouet
had awakened in her mind, her char
ing face Frightened up; she leaned o
Of the windows, and ciappmg h
hands, cried, Monsieur Rodolphe VIII
delight-helds! and thickets If Y
would only let me alight-the wealth
is so fine | would like to run i'll
meadows!
We will take run, my child.
Coachman stop!
How! you also, Monsieur |
dolpher
j also? yes, we will make it a h
iday
What happiness, Monsieur
dolpher
And RodoIphe and Maria, hand
hand, ran over the new-mOwn field
til they were out Of breath.
To attempt to describe the gambC
the little joyous shouts, the delight
Maria, would be impossible. Pc
Gazelle! for so long time a prison
She brcathed the pure air with into
cation; she came she went, she I
she stopped, always with fresh ira
ports. AT the sight of several tutt
daisies, and some marigOlds, spared
the first lrosts Of approaching win
she could not refrain from new eX
nations Of delight; she did not lie
one Of the flowers, but CLEANED
whole meadow. After having thus
over the fields, soon tired, being III
customed to so much exercise,
young girl, stopping to take bre;
went and seated herself on the tn
of a tree, overturned near deep di
The fair and transparent comp
i)n Of Maria, ordinarily too pale,
now heightened with the most Ii,
colour. Her large blue eyes sh
swectiy. her rosy mouth half open,
closed her pcarl-likc teeth, and
heart throbbed under the little ora
shawl; she kept one hand on her
som, as if to compress its pulsati
while with the other she EXTENDED
Rodolphe the flowers she had gathe
Nothing could be more charming
the innocent, joyous expression
shone on this lovely face As 500
she could speak, she said to Rodol
with touching innocence.
How good is the good God
having given us Snch fine day 7
tear came to the eyes Of Rodoph
hearing this poor, abandoned, despi
lost creature, without home, wit
bread, Offering thus a cry Of JOY
thanks to the Creator, because
enjoyed ray of sunshine and the :
Of a meadow.
y x x
Rodolphe was aroused from his l
itations by an unloOked-for inciC
(To BE CoNTINUED.)
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