A daughter of hers to marry within a twelvemonth of her widowhood!" "There, you see, Camille." "And, besides, she loved Raynal so; she has not forgotten him as we have, almost." "Ungrateful creature that I am!" sighed Josephine! "She mourns for him every day.

Often I see her eyes suddenly fill; that is for him.

Josephine's influence with mamma is very great: it is double mine: but if we all went on our knees to her, the doctor and all, she would never consent." "There you see, Camille: and I could not defy my mother, even for you." Camille sighed.
"I see everything is against me, even my love: for that love is too much akin to veneration to propose to you a clandestine marriage." "Oh, thank you! bless you for respecting as well as loving me, dear Camille," said Josephine.
These words, uttered with gentle warmth, were some consolation to Camille, and confirmed him, as they were intended to do, in the above good resolution.

He smiled.
"Maladroit!" muttered Rose.
"Why maladroit ?" asked Camille, opening his eyes.
"Let us talk of something else," replied Rose, coolly.
Camille turned red.

He understood that he had done something very stupid, but he could not conceive what.