L'Abbe Constantin -- Complete
, the day which should br
ening before, the sky had looked threatening, heavy with clouds. Bettina
sun dissipated the mist, the trees became vaguely discernible through the vapor; then, suddenly, the sun shone brilliantly, flooding with light the park, ale superstitious. The sunshine gives her good hope and go
Susie, Betting, and the children waited on th
es; then, Richard, addressing his
is the wed
wedd
ou
wedd
cert
am I about to
eur Jean
has writt
ettina, who have written to me. For the last two months, al
my le
gth than usual. I do not complain of that, but I do ask
ingly, but Be
, I h
ous. When returning in the carriage, Bettina
ly," he
his earthenware salad-dish-and then it was again Monsieur Jean, always Monsieur Jean. She discovered that she had loved him much longer than she had suspected. At last it was the 10th of August. Luncheon was just over, and Harry and Bella were impatien
d Bella, "Aunt Be
o come, we shall see our frien
she would give him that decisive explanation for which she had been preparing herself for the last three weeks. The children went away with
ght of his departure; we settled that if, on the day of his return, I could say to you, 'Susie, I am sure that I l
ise you. But are
s very place," she added, smiling, "to this seat; and to use almost the same language to him that you form
as told you about
at there is no man of whom s
chard, that I can not get this fear out of her head? She does not understand that, before everything, I wish to love and be loved; wil
u might have be
e at Trouville, Susie had arranged a little plot. We lunched with the Prince, but the result was disastrous. Accept him! The two hours that I passed with him, I passed in asking myself how I could have said such a
d joyous across the space. All three remained silent, it was the regiment, it
I deserve to be loved differently; I think that I should not cause him so much terror, so much fear, if he
o him freely, for we know, both of us, Bettina, that you
t, I sha
d seen Jean, he was quite white with
ce, he did not stop to talk to us; usua
t first he seemed as if he were going
so nice to talk to a soldier, esp
fond of Monsieur Jean; if you knew, papa, how
arry, you remember that great Punch who
was the little dog,
ent away talking o
Scott, "every one li
ery one else when you kn
er leaving the village. There was the terrace where Be
she shoul
same time. He raised his head
ould start that very evening at six o'clock for Paris; one of the personages in the W
ply, and that was the result of his reflections. He
took leave of his Colonel, his comrades
of that great yard amid the noise of the cannon rolling over the pavement of Souvigny; but ho
ave immediately, he could not dine at the castle, and begged Mrs. Scott to remember him to Miss Bettina.
to wish his godfather farewell. That is what cost h
y. The first thing that met his eyes was a little note on bluish
y evening. Perhaps it will be a little serious for me, but yet I should like to try to
lines, but soon he could read th
is left me of
ancial situation was admirable; more than 2,000 francs in hand! And the wishes of Susie and Bettina were accomplishe
ll be spread about in other parishes that here they can always find charity. And do you kn
take them to a poor man who had broken his arm a fe
he passing of the regiment; but Jean only stopped for a moment, he looked sad. For some time, t
one of those little youthful troubles which did not concern a poor old
y," he said to the Cure,
, or rather his pieces of sugar, for he had put five or six in his pocket, considering that Loulou h
e Constantin had become extravagant, prodigal; he felt himself a millionaire, the sugar for Loulou was one o
mistresses of Longueval
n arrived at the vicarage, an
wanted to speak to m
godfather, which will surp
eve
es me, too-I have com
you are g
am goi
he
, in tw
r boy, you were going to d
s. Scott to excuse me. I a
rec
rec
re are y
Pa
this sudden d
I have thought abou
ave no longer the right to treat you as a child; but you know how much I love you; if you have
; but you have the right to know. I am going to Pa
regiment! To l
ort time, for a little while only; but to leave Souvi
owe to the grace of God, it was my happiness, yes, Jean, my happiness, to feel you here, near me, and now you are going away! Jean, wait a little patiently, it can not be for ve
love you, too, an
I kn
little, when you took me to yourself, when you brought me up. My heart h
before all!-all!-all! I have always known you a good judge of your duty, y
ion, "and it is better that you should know all. You will stay h
her!
tti
tti
her, I ad
y poor
of these things; but I tell you
God! It was here that I began to love her. You know, when she came here with her sister-with the little 'rouleaux' of francs-her hair fell down-and then the evening, the month of Mary! Then I was permitte
I alone who have seen her with the poor. If you only knew how tender, and how good she is! Neit
ore, I promise you; but I li
me with her in an open carriage, full of toys-she was taking these toys to a poor sick little girl, and when she gave them to her, to make the poor l
ere poor, but
s you pain to see her, to live near her; above all, if
head fall between his hands, and remained
since she came to Longueval. Well-when I reflect-it did not astonish me that any one should
f
ved. She begged me to explain to her what a soldier's life was, the life of a t
hey returned from Havre yesterday at three o'clock. Well! an hour after their arrival she was here. And it was of you of whom she spoke directly.
my dear godfather," said Jean,
er this evening. She would introduce you to her brother-in-law, who has come back. There is no one else in the house at this moment,
e said, 'you and Monsieur Jean, my s
d, laughing, 'Quit
ran away. Quite a family party! Do yo
think that,
ieve that sh
elieve i
u,
one a few steps, I stopped and turned. She could no longer see me, I was lost in the darkness; but I could see her. She stood there motionless, her shoulders and arms bare, in the rain, her eyes fixed on the way by which I had gone. Perhaps I am mad to think that. Perhaps it
completely at a loss, "but then, I do not understand yo
not been touched by it, I would stay, I would stay-for nothing but for the sweet joy of seeing her, and I would love her from afar, without any h
g of things in which I am no great scholar, but you are both good, yo
money! he
t you have loved her? It is rather in spite of her money. Your conscience,
ood opinion of one's self is not enough;
ll who know you, w
this question of money, another thing more serious
d be more wor
ve to consider what she is and what I am, to ask what
ften places thoughts much more distinctly before us-Paul was speaking of her; he did not susp
a husband who would have no other care than to make her existence a perpetual ho
son in the depths of the Alps, or in some almost unknown village in Algeria, could I ask her to follow me? Could I condemn her to the life of a sold
hat is more serious than
hat; I have thought of nothing else, and loving her as I do love, the reason must indeed be strong which shows me clearly my duty. I m
He remained there quite overpowered with
hat such suffering should fall upo
me one knocked ge
o not be afraid, Jean.
ened it, and recoiled as if b
ment she had seen Jean,
she. "Oh, h
hands, and addressin
ou, I saw yesterday, and him, not for three whole weeks, not si
e had neither power to make a
l to come! It was an inspiration! However, it embarrasses me a little, it embarrasses me a great deal
hands, and turning
away, Monsieur Jean; I will make my confession publicly. I am quite willing to speak
on the field of battle, gives to a soldier ardor, heroism, and disdain of danger. The emotion whic
not sufficient courage to do it, I must have it for both. I must march alone, my head hi
say what she liked, they let her do as she liked, they felt that the hour was supreme; they underst
d, they listened. Alone, of the three, Bettina retained he
approve. That is settled, is it not? Well, what brings me here is your letter, Monsieur Jean, that letter in which you tell my sister that you can not dine with us this evening, and that you are positively obliged to leave here. This letter has unsettle
eat it to myself from morning to night. That is what I had proposed to do, and you understand that your letter caused me much embarrassment. I reflected a little, and thought
ou, Miss Percival,"
me, I love it still more for the good which it allows me to do. I love it-selfishly, if you like-for the joy of giving, but I think that my fortune is not very badly placed in my hands. Well, Monsieur le Cure, in the same way that you have the care of souls, it seems that I have the care of money. I have always thought, 'I wish, above all things, that my husband should be worthy of sharing this great fortune. I wish to be very sure th
e, his eyes cast down, looking
of yours would be useless, would disturb me, would prevent me from going straight to my aim, and telling you what I
omise
of her confidence, her voice trembled slightly. She con
e you for what has happened, yet
fa
t-And at the same time you have spoken very well of him to me. Not too well-no, no-but yet very well! Then, I had so much confidence in you, that I began to look at him, and exami
ago, the evening before you left here, Jean-I discovered that I loved you. Yes, Je
all. Jean, listen to me well; I do not wish for a reply torn from your emotion; I know that you love me. If you marry me, I do not wish it to be only for love; I wish it to be also for reason. During the fortnig
e. I know why you became a soldier; I know what duties, what sacrifices, the future may demand from you. Jean, do not suppose that I shall turn you from any of these duties, from any of these sacrifices. If I could be disappointed with you
sire you for a husband. I should love you less-perhaps I should not love you at all, though that would be very difficult-if you were to begin to live as all those live whom I would not have. When I can follow you, I will follow you; whe
r me, not him. Tell me, if he loves me, and feels me worthy of his love, would it be just to make
vely, "marry her. It is your dut
her in his arms, and pressed
herself, and addres
, I have still one thing
u w
r le Cure, emb
paternally on both cheeks,
t like your own son, and I shall be almost like your own daugh
.........
edding-gowns, entered the church of Longueval, while, placed behind the altar, the
the poor little harmonium had disappeared; an organ, with resplendent pipes, rose in t
enediction, and then remained for some moments in prayer, his arms extended, c
tina had played the first time that she had entered that little vi
e it was Bet
ITOR'S B
stone, embrowned
oulders which o
hemselves i
give me not
ccepted and si
ly one real luxu
him to purgatory j
e between dearl
all-one never
and miserable exist
is one! (
y, the first thing is
y seldom dwell at pe
end money. The foll
to Eugene Sue, but
is life belon
rying, but one ought
g him by her importu
enough religi
people is often mo
s the only way of