Louise left in order to get her costume prepared; as I had my own ready, I remained behind; I received your letters, and returned them to you, adding a few words, promising you a surprise.

Your surprise is before you, monsieur, and seems to be a fair one enough; you have nothing more to ask.

Come, M.Malicorne, it is now time to leave these young people together: they have many things to talk about; give me your hand; I trust that you appreciate the honor conferred upon you, M.Malicorne." "Forgive me," said Raoul, arresting the giddy girl, and giving to his voice an intonation, the gravity of which contrasted with that of Montalais; "forgive me, but may I inquire the name of the protector you speak of; for if protection be extended towards you, Mademoiselle de Montalais,--for which, indeed, so many reasons exist," added Raoul, bowing, "I do not see that the same reasons exist why Mademoiselle de la Valliere should be similarly cared for." "But, M.Raoul," said Louise, innocently, "there is no difference in the matter, and I do not see why I should not tell it you myself; it was M.
Malicorne who obtained it for me." Raoul remained for a moment almost stupefied, asking himself if they were trifling with him; he then turned round to interrogate Malicorne, but he had been hurried away by Montalais, and was already at some distance from them.

Mademoiselle de la Valliere attempted to follow her friend, but Raoul, with gentle authority, detained her.
"Louise, one word, I beg." "But, M.Raoul," said Louise, blushing, "we are alone.

Every one has left.