A Parisian Romance — page 187: what you’re looking at

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178 A PARISIAN ROMANCE. never knew them before, and I am almost tempted to bless the disaster which has given them to me.” “How has my daughter been to-day?” she asked Maria, who was covering the table with a white cloth. “Gay or sad?” “Not very gay, madam.” _ “Has she been weeping?” “A little, madam.” Madame de Targy sighed, and sitting down near the lamp, took up her needlework which lay on the stand. “Has she seen any one to-day?” “Madame Chevrial was here this morning.” “Ah! Iam glad to hear that. Poor child! It was a little distraction for her.” | “T have been out all the afternoon, as madam knows, but, as I returned, I meu Baron Chevrial leaving the house.” Madame de Targy glanced up a little uneasily. “Pardon me, madam,” continued Maria, arrang- ing the knives and forks, “but I know what I think of him.” “He is good to my son.” » “Yes, but he isaman thatI would not care to meet alone in a wood.” “He is a little familiar.” “A little, madam!” with a toss of the head. “Well, frankly, he is not at all what I imagine a baron ought to be. He——” GEomichbooks:- co