Jacqueline -- Volume 3

in was Jacqueline's confessor, and he held the same relation to a number of other young girls who were among her particular friends. He was thoroughly acquainted with all that conc

with a little ambition, he might have been its rector. "Suffer little children to come unto me," had been his motto. These words of his Divine Master seemed more often than any others on his lips-lips so expressive of loving kindness, though sometimes a shrewd smile would pass over them and seem to say: "I know, I can divine." But when this smile, the result of long exper

connected with an honorable and well-meaning family. The lady was probably a mother who had come to put her child into his hands for religious instruction. He received visits from dozens of such mothers, some of whom were a little tiresome, from a wish to teach him what he knew better than they, and at one time he had set apart

iselle took hi

begged her to sit down, "I have come to speak to you of a

d over his brow and said, wit

pitied than you think.

, since l

ept up, thank God, some

played a leading part

rang up fro

men's mouths-whispered, of course-but the quarrel took place

hose clubs-think of all the evil reports conco

s pure calumny. It was taken up by some

t these many years for his

be, you would not object to going to Madam

t; but-it is my d

young girl by defending her reputation in a manner too pu

in that a good marriage would be the best thing for Jacqueline. I have be

. You can add that such a marriage is the only way to

t pos

deric to decide on sending in his resigna

w do yo

s, and counted on his fingers the ar

y assure them that Ja

oung things are in question, it is more often the sheep which has put on the appearance of a wolf-to seem in t

e will make no difficulties about money. All she wants is a quietly disposed daughter-in-law who will be

t whose lot is cast in the country is fortunate, Madame, but we can not choose our vocati

s Monsieu

rls is that they have never learned to love anything; they know nothing but agitations,

ever since yesterday, if not before, she has loved Monsieur d'Argy, who

words that cost her pain. Her cheeks were flushed under her

for her; he may trouble the peace of others, while deceiving himself. He might make in the world one of those a

tly much attached, Mad

lle

tached to her, and still more to him; therefore you under

the Abbe's eyes. Small as she was, their height was almost the same; sh

do with one of those wolves dressed in fleece whose appearance is as mis

e prevented, a son to be kept by the side of his sick mother, two young peo

souls, Mons

when she said again: "At four o'clock: Madame d'Argy will be prepared to see you. Thank you, Monsieur l'Abbe." And then, as she descended th

y a cup of tea; after which, she dressed herself, with more than usual care, hiding by rice-powder the trace of recent tears on her complexion, and arranging her fair ha

finishing his dessert, cried out: "Oh! mamma, how pretty you are!" which w

etty for your s

take me

ome back for you,

n turned to give him such a kis

lly going

ha

kiss me as if you were goin

u to give my

lesson to learn, always did the sa

o do some thing

do it, because you

people hav

re than

. And you always say it is my duty to write my copy. I'll go and do it while you do your duty.

again, even mor

ways together,

having a new accent, a new meaning, and, boy-like, h

uch, will you take me t

ike-when I come