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"Therese, my daughter, look upon me," said the mother. "It is her voice," cried Therese, joyfully, removing her hands. Frau von Paradies stood by, smiling. "Is this my mother?" continued she, looking up into her face. "Yes it must be so; those tearful eyes are full of love. Oh, mother, come nearer, and let me look into those loving eyes!" Her mother leaned over her, but again Therese recoiled.
He loved a young girl named Therese Imer, the daughter of an actor residing near his mansion, her bedroom window being opposite to his own. This young girl, then in her seventeenth year, was pretty, whimsical, and a regular coquette.
"The 27th, Took place the baptism of François Xavier, tenth son of Pierre Lecour, master-butcher, of this Parish, and of his wife, Marie LeCoq. He had for godfather, Jean LeCoq, tinker, and for godmother, Thérèse, wife of Louis Bossu, Charcoal vendor."
Madame," says Madelon, her sense of utter discouragement gaining ground again, as the first flush of pleasure at the sight of her old friend died away, "I am very unhappy. Papa died nearly three years ago, and I have been in a convent ever since, with Aunt Thérèse; but Aunt Thérèse is dead too; and they said that I was to be a nun, so I ran away." "To be a nun! a child like you?
You say to-day is your fête-day, and that would be a good day to do it." At these words Theodor rose, but not to go on his way only to turn the chair he had been sitting on, and place himself astride on it, with his elbows on its back, and looking into Therese's eyes he said with provoking coolness "I must say you are very kind, Mamma Therese; you seem to have forgotten that if I say one word "
I did it because I have to live." "You live that way?" he exclaimed. "Why of course. What did you think?" "I thought you were a a " He hesitated. "You thought I was respectable," laughed Therese. "Well, that's just a little game I was playing on you." "But I didn't give you any money!" he argued. "Not that time," she said, "but I thought you would come back." He sat gazing at her.
His frank, hard face was illuminated. He looked at her with a confidence that came less from the conceit common to all lovers than from his natural lack of dignity. He believed in her through force of education and simplicity of intelligence. "Therese, I love you, and you love me, I know. Why do you torment me? Sometimes you are painfully harsh." She shook her little head brusquely.
She was prepossessing and attractive, and very soon it became evident that the lover of Louise, whose name was Saturnin, had transferred his affection to the younger sister. Saturnin, to his credit, did try to overcome his passion for Thérèse, but only found himself becoming more hopelessly in love with her handsome face and engaging ways.
"`My dear, I never suffered more than when I first came here, and Therese telling everyone how amusing I was, and myself sitting as dumb as a mummy! I can talk quite beautifully now, and wriggle about like a native. I'll teach you how to shrug your shoulders, and you hold up your dress quite differently in France, and it's fashionable to be fat. Last night Therese let me have two girls for souper.
I passed the whole of the next morning with Sir Mann, in his gallery, which contained some exquisite paintings, sculptures, mosaics, and engraved gems. On leaving him, I called on Therese and informed her of my misadventure of the night before. She laughed heartily at my story, and I laughed too, in spite of a feeling of anger due to my wounded self-esteem.
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