Her appetite had for some time been excessively feeble and uncertain, and her food tasteless; but of late, by what she conceived to be a reaction such as is common after youth has shaken off a long sickness, her appetite had been not only healthy but eager.

The baroness observed this, and it relieved her of a large portion of her anxiety.

One day at dinner her maternal heart was so pleased with Josephine's performance that she took it as a personal favor, "Well done, Josephine," said she; "that gives your mother pleasure to see you eat again.

Soup and bouillon: and now twice you have been to Rose for some of that pate, which does you so much credit, Jacintha." Josephine colored high at this compliment.
"It is true," said she, "I eat like a pig;" and, with a furtive glance at the said pate, she laid down her knife and fork, and ate no more of anything.

The baroness had now a droll misgiving.
"The doctor will be angry with me," said she: "he will find her as well as ever." "Madame," said Jacintha hastily, "when does the doctor come, if I may make so bold, that I may get his room ready, you know ?" "Well thought of, Jacintha.