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Updated: May 21, 2025
Tiennou prowled about the house, like a starving beggar, and one morning, while the miller was mending the wheel, he managed to see Margot. "I will wait for you in the old place to-night," he whispered, in terrible grief. "I know it is the last time ... I shall throw myself into some deep hole in the river if you do not come! ..." "I will be there, Tiennou," she replied, in a bewildered manner.
Amidst the dull noise of the insects, the nightingales were answering each other from tree to tree, and everything seemed alive with hidden life, and the sky was bright with such a shower of falling stars, that they might have been taken for white forms wandering among the dark trunks of the trees. "Why have we come?" Margot asked, in a panting voice. "Do you not want me any more, Tiennou?"
Tiennou was one of them, and Margot was in despair to think that she should not see him for five interminable years, that they could not even, at that hour of sad farewells, be alone and exchange those consoling words which afterwards alleviate the pain of absence.
For months Tiennou had madly worshiped that fair, pretty girl, who was now trembling as he clasped her in his arms, under the sweet coolness of the leaves. He religiously rememberd how she had dazzled him like some ecstastic vision, the recollection of which always remains imprinted on the eyes the first time that he saw her in her father's mill, where he had gone to ask for work.
While most of the young people were holding each others' hands and dancing in a circle round the burning logs, the girl had slyly taken the deserted road which led to the wood, leaning on the arm of her partner, a tall, vigorous farm servant, whose Christian name was Tiennou, which, by the way, was the only name he had borne from his birth.
So much the worse if all have suffered. But I do not care as long as you are happy in having me, and love me!" And pointing to the fire which was still burning fiercely in the distance, she added with a burst of savage laughter: "Tiennou, we shall not have such beautiful tapers at out wedding Mass when you come back from your regiment!"
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