Oh, my dear, how much we owe him! "And now, Virginie," she said, turning to the youngest, "I must have a good look at you, little one--but no, I mustn't call you little one any longer, for you are already almost as tall as I am.
My child, how you have been growing, and you look so well! Louise must have been feeding you up.

Ah, Louise, how much we all owe to you too! And I hear you are going to leave your comfortable home and take care of the girls on their journey.

It was such a comfort to me when Harry told me!" "I could not let them go alone, mademoiselle," the old woman said simply; "it was only my duty.

Besides, what should I do in Paris with all my children in England ?" "Now, my dears, take your things off," Marie said.

"I will just run in and see how Victor is getting on.