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"Soeur Lucie, and Soeur Françoise, and numbers of others." "Ah! yes; but I don't mean in the convent! any one out of the convent, I mean? Did I talk of Monsieur Horace?" "Sometimes," said Jeanne-Marie, counting her stitches composedly. "What did I say about him?" asked Madelon, anxiously. "Please will you tell me? I can't remember, you know."

Honoria, not to keep the audience waiting, surveys the ex-god Seamander with a countenance expressive of horror; starts; and takes a turn across the stage. "Ma soeur," begins M. Dorinet, holding the book very much on one side, so as to catch the light upon the page, "ma soeur, voici le bras"....

But as regards the fact, there is my hand, I am quite of your way of thinking! I am persuaded an angel's voice got into Soeur Angélique by mistake." Mrs. Whittridge's baptismal name was Angelica, but to her brother she had always been "Soeur Angélique" and nothing else. "Yes, and an angel's soul too," said Phebe. "Even that," replied Mr. Halloway.

Grace stood on the edge of the pond watching them, and resisting the Captain's entreaties to come on the ice and let him teach her to skate. Her brother joined her, coming up suddenly, with Tiger at his side. "Not half a bad tableau," the Doctor said, removing his inevitable cigar; "lovely women, brave men, moonlight, and balmy breezes. You don't go in for this sort of thing, ma soeur?

Si Venus est ma soeur, L'Amour est de ma race. Je sais faire des vers. Un instant de perdu N'offense pas L'Amour, si je l'ai convaincu. "It is on my knees that I entreat your pardon, my heavenly friend, but how could I expect so much talent in a young daughter of Venice, only twenty-two years of age, and, above all, brought up in a convent?"

In the pockets of her clothes I found letters, which gave me the necessary clue to my story, and I resolved to pass myself off as La Soeur Eustasie, rather than be put in prison, or run through the body. I had scarcely time to finish reading these documents, when a party, attracted by the fragments on the beach, came up to me.

You know she may come here this summer; there is just a chance of it. Will you promise?" "I can safely promise to like any one whom you like, I know, Miss Phebe. Soeur Angélique, make this stubborn child give me her hand. It is not fitting that I crave absolution so abjectly." "You are two silly children together," said Soeur Angélique, rising and laughing.

It was plain that it was not utterly distasteful. 'Soeur Monique, she said, 'Soeur Monique would sing hymns to me, and then I should not see the imps at night. 'Poor child! And you would like to go? You could bear the journey? 'It would be in the air! And then I should not smell blood blood! And her cheeks became whiter again, if possible.

She had awakened one evening from a long, sound sleep, and was lying quietly in the dusk, dreamily wondering how soon she should make up her mind to arouse herself and take the medicine that she knew awaited her as soon as she should declare herself awake, when Soeur Ursule entered the room.

Madeleine had frequently seen Ronald when, habited as the soeur de bon secours, she kept nightly vigil by the bed of Maurice, and Ronald had marked the classic features of the "holy sister," and quickly recognized them again when he was presented to Mademoiselle de Gramont. After Mrs. Walton had visited Madeleine, Ronald persuaded her to call with him on Mademoiselle de Merrivale.