Murad the Unlucky, and Other Tales

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blic notice the good actions of her companions. "Stoop down your ear to me, Sister Frances," said she, "and I will tell you a secret-I will tell you why my friend Annette is growing so thin-I found

ret; it was repeated to her, and she immediately ordered that a certain allowance of

is an order for you upon my baker: run and show it to Annette. This is a pleasure you deserve; I am glad

e eager to proclaim her merits; and, as Sister Frances and Madame de Fleury administered justice with invariable impartiality, the hateful passions of envy and

she had brought from her convent.-"These are the first jonquils I have seen this year, and finer I never beheld! Whom shall I trust to take them to Madame de Fleur

toire, then," c

ough to put anybody in a passion. Sister Frances, you know this cherry-tree which you grafted for Victoire last year, and that w

e, "that pulling off the blossoms wo

lish," said Babet; "Victoire did

rries," pursued Annette, "because she intended to

Sister Frances. "How I do love to hear them all p

ossed the Pont de Louis Seize, she stopped to look at the reflection of the lamps in the water, which appeared in succession, as they were lighted, spreading as if by magic along the river. While Victoire leaned over the battlements of the bridge, watching the rising of these star

tat affreux

Mon de

eeded to Madame de Fleury'

ressing to go to a concert," said Fra

must see her myself; and she is so good, and you too,

door-one good turn deserves another. If it is possible it shall be done-I will inquire of mad

d through a suite of apartments sufficientl

inet. Entrez-mais entrez

flected in the large looking-glass, so that at the first moment Victoire

, my child, wha

me to carry for you, madame, a beautiful pot of jonquils, and she desired me not to stop on the way to stare; but I did stop to look at the

ke any paltry excuses. Go home to Sister Frances, and assure her that I am more obliged

-she kissed Madame de Fleury's hand in silence, and t

ch bracelets as these? Believe me, you are mistaken if you think so; many

ing of myself-I was not wishing for

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r be of the least use to you-all my life I shall never be able to do you any good-and what," said Victoi

e fable of the lion an

adame-

ill tell

arquis de M--- and the Comte de S--- were in the saloon; but Madame de Fleury stayed to tell Vict

ich and great in educating the children of the poor! they have the power which their rank and all its decorations obtain over the imagination. Their smiles are favours; their words are listened to