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'Well, they saw her go down among the woods, but night came, and she did not return: ten o'clock, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock came, and no lady! Well, the servants thought to be sure, some accident had befallen her, and they went out to seek her. They searched all night long, but could not find her, or any trace of her; and, from that day to this, ma'amselle, she has never been heard of.
'Dear ma'amselle! is it you? said Dorothee, 'How could you find your way hither? Had Blanche been less occupied by her own fears, she would probably have observed the strong expressions of terror and surprise on Dorothee's countenance, who now led her through a long succession of passages and rooms, that looked as if they had been uninhabited for a century, till they reached that appropriated to the housekeeper, where Dorothee entreated she would sit down and take refreshment.
"Poor little fool!" she whispered, "she is worn to a shadow with these weeks of weeping, and, now that he is back, will not give over hanging to his hand like one drowning." "Heed not. Is it in your heart, Rette, to do a deed of kindness for me, to keep a word of faith?" "With all my heart, Ma'amselle!" "Then," whispered Maren, apart from the clerk's listening ears, "take you this letter.
'O, but, ma'amselle, I forgot to ask how did you sleep in this dreary old chamber last night? 'As well as usual. 'Did you hear no noises? 'None. 'Nor see anything? 'Nothing. 'Well, that is surprising! 'Not in the least: and now tell me, why you ask these questions. 'O, ma'amselle!
But, as I was saying, she was very melancholy and unhappy, and all that, for a long while, and Holy Virgin! what noise is that? did not you hear a sound, ma'amselle? 'It was only the wind, said Emily, 'but do come to the end of your story.
Ma'amselle, it was Ludovico, that told me about that picture, which you wanted so to look at last night, and 'What picture? said Emily, wishing Annette to explain herself. 'O! that terrible picture with the black veil over it. 'You never saw it, then? said Emily. 'Who, I! No, ma'amselle, I never did.
I always observed, that, whenever he had been there, the Marquis was more gloomy and my lady more thoughtful, and it came into my head, that this was the chevalier she ought to have married, but I never could learn for certain. 'What was the chevalier's name, Dorothee? said Emily. 'Why that I will not tell even to you, ma'amselle, for evil may come of it.
"There are six men besides the black boy," sighed Reuben; they will devour us a week's provision of butcher's meat." "If you have done your housekeeping, tante, let me go to your favourite summer-house with you, and tell you my secrets. I am perishing for a tete-a-tete! Ma'amselle" with a wave of the peacock fan "can take a siesta, and forget the dust of the road, while we converse."
Then something awoke me, and I lay for some moments only half sensible to outward impressions. Pleasant impressions they were. Sweet perfumes floated around me; and I could distinguish a soft, silky rustling, such as betokens the presence of well-dressed women. "He wakes, ma'amselle!" half whispered a sweet voice. My eyes, now open, rested upon the speaker.
The other two boys, though a trifle more formal than Henri, and perhaps a little bit shy, after the manner of very young Frenchmen, were willing to do their share, and as our three American girls were in the highest of spirits, the feast was a gay one, indeed. Ma'amselle gazed around at her brood with such delight and satisfaction that she almost forgot to eat.
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