If he adhered to this policy—to keep away from her inconspicuously—she would forget the name by night, and to-morrow even the bearer of it would sink below the level of recollection. ‘Mademoiselle,’ he had greeted her, entering the little private parlour where, Martha being at prayer in their room, she sat alone, reading over and over the letter Mother Abbess had given her and revolving plans in her head. The next moment his grasp relaxed, and he sank to rise no more. See? Nothing really. His hand fell lightly to her chest where her heart was 211 beating, almost tenderly. She felt privileged above other women at parties, where she was on display as all the duchesses and queens looked upon her with envy as he was so clearly entranced by her in every way. " "Wait a bit, massa," replied the grinning negro,—"lilly bit—see all right fust.
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