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"To see realized that which you regard as a dream," said Fleur-de-Marie, in a voice so serious and convincing that La Louve, again overpowered, abandoned the hand of La Goualeuse, and remained struck with astonishment.
I should have you for a manager, my brave Louve; and then, as you say, with children, what should we need? When once one is accustomed to the forest, one is quite at home; a hundred years would pass as one day; but, see now, I am a fool. Hold! you should not have spoken to me of this life; it only causes regrets, that's all." "I let you go on, because you say exactly what I did to La Goualeuse."
"Yes," answered she, quickly; "to go with you in the woods, where we would have a nice little house, children whom I should love; oh! how I should love them! how your Louve would love the children of her Martial; or, rather, if you wished it," said La Louve, trembling, "I would call you my husband; for we shall not have the place unless you consent to this," she hastened to add, quickly.
What mournful sighs torn from them by a dream, doubtless impressed with an inexorable reality! I spoke to you just now, madame, of this girl called La Louve. About fifteen days ago she insulted me brutally before all the prisoners. I shrugged my shoulders; my indifference but exasperated her.
"It is a pleasure to confer benefits on you; you do not forget." "Oh, no! it is so pleasant to fall asleep and dream of one's gratitude, and on awakening to remember it still!" "Ah! one would go through fire to serve you." "Good Louve!
The doctor shrugged his shoulders, continued to occupy himself with Fleur-de-Marie, and said disdainfully, and as if with regret, "Those wounds are absolutely nothing serious. None of the tendons are injured; in a week the subject can use his hands." "Then, sir, my husband will not be a cripple?" cried La Louve with gratitude. The doctor shook his head.
Griffon had but little hopes of saving Fleur-de-Marie." "That does not astonish me I know La Louve." "You, madame?" said Saint Remy, surprised; "you know La Louve?" "It must surprise you, truly, my lord," said the marchioness, smiling sweetly, for Clemence was happy oh! very happy in thinking of the joyful surprise she would cause the prince.
The woman who saved her, and who has since watched her night and day, as she would have watched her own child, is a courageous and determined person, but of a temper so habitually violent, that she has been called La Louve judge! Well! a word from Fleur-de-Marie can calm her. I have heard her sob and utter cries of despair, when, at one time, Dr.
"And La Goualeuse will live, will she not?" asked La Louve. "Oh, she must live, my husband and I owe her so much!" Then turning toward Martial, "Poor little thing! There is she of whom I spoke she who perhaps will be the cause of our happiness she who gave me the idea of telling you all I have said. See what chance has done, that I should save her and here too!"
"That's all!" cried La Louve, with warmth; "no, that's not all. You were right, La Goualeuse; we were cowards, and you were brave in daring to tell us so; and you are brave in not trembling after having told us. You see we were right in constantly insisting that you were not one of us it must always come to that. It vexes me; but so it is. We were all wrong just now.
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