A Parisian Romance — page 43: what you’re looking at

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34 A PARISIAN ROMANCE, in life, and being satisfied on both points, she had allowed things to take their course. She realized that with Marcelle’s slender fortune, and the meager social advantages which she herself could offer her, it was more than doubtful if the girl would again meet with so desirable a parti. Per- haps, too, there was a little selfishness mingled with her resolve not to interfere; fond as Madame Charteris undoubtedly was of her young niece, she was fonder still of her own comfort, and she was far-sighted enough to perceive that she could obtain much more enjoyment out of life, if unhampered by the wearisome and expensive chaperonage of a pretty girl. So the course of love for once flowed smoothly, until, as we have seen, it reached a happy harbor. It was with winged feet that Henri de Targy re- turned home through the woods and meadows on the evening of the Chevrial-Ambleuse nuptials, his soul singing a veritable pean of thanksgiving for the blessing which had been vouchsafed him. He could scarcely believe as yet his good fortune; the one woman he had ever loved, the one woman he should always love until death, the one woman who was the materialization of all his dreams, had accepted him and confessed that his love was re- turned; and her aunt had graciously signified her consent, provided of course that the young man’s parents on their side made no objection. As far as this proviso was concerned, Henri had no fears; Eomicbooks.¢o