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"Good-night," said Madelon; and then, as Soeur Lucie turned to leave the room, she felt a sudden pang of self-reproach. She was deceiving the good-humoured, simple little sister, who had been kind to her after her own fashion; and she was going away, and would never see her any more. She thought she would like to have one more kind word from her, as she could not wish her good-bye.
The rumour was current in Paris that the example of "Soeur Louise" had touched me, and that I was going to take the veil in my convent. I took no notice of this fickle public, and persisted wisely in my plan. The unexpected and almost sudden decease of Mademoiselle de Fontanges had singularly moved the King.
So the debt is on my side." "You owe me the scolding you got. I oughtn't to have lured you into the corridor." "It was on my business. And there was no other way." "It was my business to have thought of some other way." "Are you your sister's keeper?" "I wish I Look here, mademoiselle ma soeur, I'm all out of repartees. Perhaps I shall be better after breakfast.
But from that moment she had conquered them. For the German wounded, Soeur Julie declared she had done her best, and the officer in charge of them afterwards wrote her a letter of thanks. Then her mouth twisted a little. "But I wasn't well, I didn't spoil them!
"But how pretty, mademoiselle!" I cried. She clasped her hands nervously. "But is it like, Yann? It is so long ago that I may have forgotten. Tell me if it is like; or if there is anything wrong. I promise not to be offended." "It is exactly like, mademoiselle." "See, here is the Mother Superior; and this is Soeur Gabrielle. I have to make the dresses full and stiff, or they wouldn't stand up.
"And bring that unknown friend of yours. I say, Kate," said Rose mischievously, "they say you're engaged perhaps it's your fiancé." Up over Kate's pearly face the hot blood flew, and she turned hastily to the nearest window. "Too late, ma soeur," said Rose, her eyes dancing. "You blush beautifully.
And if to be like Aunt Thérèse was to be a saint, I am sure all the nuns were not so. How they used to chatter and quarrel sometimes; Soeur Marie would hardly speak to Soeur Lucie for a week, I remember, because she said Soeur Lucie had made Aunt Thérèse give her the best piece of embroidery to do, after it had been promised to her.
Outside in the courtyard the sun would be shining perhaps, the trees would wave, and cast flickering shadows on Madelon, as she sat, the pigeons would come fluttering and perching on the window-sill, and Soeur Lucie, whilst paring, cutting, boiling, skimming, would crone out for Madelon's benefit the old tales she knew so well that she could almost have repeated them in her sleep.
Madelon did not speak nor cry; she only sat gazing at the little Sister with a look of perplexed terror dilating her brown eyes, that never changed as Soeur Angélique went on with her pious, gentle maxims and consolations, which fell blankly enough we may be sure on our small Madelon's bewildered mind; and presently, hearing herself called, and seeing indeed that she was making no impression with her kind little speeches, the Sister rose to go, saying as she did so, "You will go to bed now, chère petite, will you not?" and then thinking that a familiar face and voice might perhaps have a kindlier influence than her own just then, she added, "and I will ask Madame Lavaux to come to you."
But the reader must interpret its meaning for himself. Ma soeur, vous souvient-il qu'aux jours de notre enfance, En lisant les hauts fails de l'histoire de France, Remplis d'admiration pour nos frères Gaulois, Des généraux fameux nous vantions les exploits?
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