A Parisian Romance — page 224: what you’re looking at

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7 A PARISIAN ROMANCE. 215 Madame de Targy drew the lovely girl, for she was scarcely more than that, toward her, and kissed ‘her on the forehead. “You are one of the dearest girls, I know,” she murmured. “Please tell him,” continued Armande, “that, in permitting me to render him this little service, he does not inconvenience me in the least. He knows that, he knows my fortune. And, moreover, tell him, in order to remove any lingering scruple that he may have, that the wealth of this earth, for which [ have never cared much, is of less conse- quence to me than ever. I intend to abandon the world.” Madame de Targ’y started. “What do you mean?” she asked, in bewilder- ment. “You, surely, are not contemplating enter- ing a convent.” “Not exacty that,” replied Armande, with a far- away look in her sapphire eyes, “that is, I do not intend to take the black vail, but I have almost re- solved to become a sister of charity. Why is it not the best fate for me? I have no children, no near relatives. What better future can I have than to make a family of all those who suffer?” “But,” exclaimed Madame de Targy, both alarmed and pained, “you are so young. No one can tell what the future may have in store for you. You can still begin life all over again.” “Life has been one long disappointment to me,” GComicbooks (E@) AL