But to-day how can I think of it, how can I give her a rival?
To-day I am all love.

Rose, no man ever loved a human creature as I love Josephine.

Your mother is well, dear?
All are well at Beaurepaire?
Oh, where is she all this time?
in the house ?" He was moving quickly towards the house; but Rose instinctively put out her hand to stop him.

He recoiled a little and winced.
"What is the matter ?" cried she.
"Nothing, dear girl; you put your hand on my wound, that is all.

What is that noise in the tree?
Anybody listening to us ?" "I'll see," said Rose, with all a woman's wit, and whipped hastily round to hinder Camille from going.