Of Madame de la Rougierre I had nothing at first particular to remark.

Only, reader, if you happen to be a rather nervous and very young girl, I ask you to conceive my fears and imaginings, and the kind of misery which I was suffering.

Its intensity I cannot now even myself recall.

But it overshadowed me perpetually--a care, an alarm.

It lay down with me at night and got up with me in the morning, tinting and disturbing my dreams, and making my daily life terrible.