She is so beautiful.

I want to take her home.

She is so good--I want her to be my wife.' Oh, my child, my child, to see that I would give my life--I would give my soul! Only you should take me along to be your servant.

I walked behind two young men to-night; they ware coming home from their office; presently they began to talk about you." 'Tite Poulette's eyes flashed fire.
"No, my child, they spoke only the best things One laughed a little at times and kept saying 'Beware!' but the other--I prayed the Virgin to bless him, he spoke such kind and noble words.

Such gentle pity; such a holy heart! 'May God defend her,' he said, _cherie_; he said, 'May God defend her, for I see no help for her.' The other one laughed and left him.