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"Well, the old Doctor was standing there in the very silk gown that the ladies gave him to be married in himself, poor, dear man! and he smiled kind of peaceful on 'em when they came in, and walked up to a kind of bower of evergreens and flowers that Madame de Frontignac had fixed for them to stand in.
It was not until she knew Aaron Burr that poor Virginie de Frontignac came to that great awakening of her being which teaches woman what she is, and transforms her from a careless child to a deep-hearted, thinking, suffering human being.
Colonel Burr, one of the most brilliant and distinguished men of the New Republic, and Colonel de Frontignac, who had won for himself laurels in the corps of La Fayette, during the recent revolutionary struggle, with his brilliant, accomplished wife, were all unexpected and distinguished additions to the circle.
He could not have been any clearer to me than he always has been in my mind." "But I think," said Madame de Frontignac, seating Mary, as was her wont, and sitting down at her feet, "I think you are a little triste about this. Very likely you pity the good priest. It is sad for him; but a good priest has the Church for his bride, you know."
"I am at your service, ladies; I can either carry you in my arms around this point, or assist you up these rocks." He paused and waited for their answer. Madame de Frontignac stood pale, cold, and silent, hearing only the wild beating of her heart. "I think," said Mary, "that we should try the rocks."
"Well, I knew you would say so, Mary; I never saw the thing you would not give away one half of, since you was that high," said Miss Prissy, illustrating her words by placing her hand about two feet from the floor. Just at this moment, Madame de Frontignac entered and asked Mary to come into her room and give her advice as to a piece of embroidery.
As compared with the Anglo-Saxon, the French appear to be gifted with a naive childhood of nature, and to have the power that children have of gilding every scene of life with some of their own poetic fancies. Madame de Frontignac was in raptures with the sanded floor of her little room, which commanded, through the apple-boughs, a little morsel of a seaview.
"I think, Mary," said Madame de Frontignac, "that we had better be returning to the house." This was said in the haughtiest and coolest tone imaginable, looking at the place where Burr stood, as if there were nothing there but empty air. Mary rose to go; Madame de Frontignac offered her arm.
"I should not dare to tell the Abbe," said Madame de Frontignac; and Mary queried in her heart, whether Dr.
He is a thousand times nobler man, if what you say is true, than the one who has injured you so." "Oh, Mary!" said Madame de Frontignac, "there are some cases where we find it too easy to love our enemies."
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