"Can you understand such pride as that?
And they accuse us, daughters of the nobility, of being proud!" Martial made no response.

He felt that his altered voice would betray him.

How much more would he have been moved, if he had been allowed to read the concluding lines: "One must live, my dear Blanche!" added Marie-Anne, "and I feel no false shame in asking you to aid me.

I sew very nicely, as you know, and I could earn my livelihood by embroidery if I knew more people.

I will call to-day at Courtornieu to ask you to give me a list of ladies to whom I can present myself on your recommendation." But Mlle.