A Parisian Romance — page 169: what you’re looking at

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160 A PARISIAN ROMANCE. “My dear child,” Madame Chevrial had answered, kindly, “I know that you have many privatioas, many troubles, but forgive me if I remind you that you have also great compensations. When a woman is the daughter of a good mother and the wife of an honest man, she ought never to say that she is un- happy.” Yes, Madame Chevrial was right. She had great compensations, and she would strive to remember them and put aside her troubles, which were but trifles in comparison after all. She would be brave! She would be happy, and make those who loved her and whom she loved, happy too! Her reflections were interrupted by the ringing of the door-bell and the entrance of Maria, who asked if she were at home to visitors. “Oh, yes,” she replied, indifferently. A moment afterward she saw before her the dare smiling face of Signor Juliani. It was with diffi- culty that she repressed a display of annoyance. She had promised her husband not to receive this man, and, within half an hour, here he was. How- ever, he had been admitted, and it was too late now. Shecould not be rude to him, but how she wished she had known in time who her visitor was. “Sit down, Signor Juliani,” she said, forcing a smile. “I did not expect to have the pleasure of seeing you again before your departure.” The tenor drew a chair close to the piano. “No?” he said, interrogatively. “But I do not Eomicbooks.c¢o