They may seize your furniture." "Alas!" cried the old lady, "the revolution is not ended yet.

We shall all be swallowed up by it, my poor Daburon! Ah! you are happy, you who belong to the people! I see plainly that I must pay this man without delay, and it is frightfully sad for me, for I have nothing, and am forced to make such sacrifices for the sake of my grandchild!" This statement surprised the magistrate so strongly that involuntarily he repeated half-aloud, "Sacrifices ?" "Certainly!" resumed Madame d'Arlange.

"Without her, would I have to live as I am doing, refusing myself everything to make both ends meet?
Not a bit of it! I would invest my fortune in a life annuity.

But I know, thank heaven, the duties of a mother; and I economise all I can for my little Claire." This devotion appeared so admirable to M.Daburon, that he could not utter a word.
"Ah! I am terribly anxious about this dear child," continued the marchioness.

"I confess M.Daburon, it makes me giddy when I wonder how I am to marry her." The magistrate reddened with pleasure.