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〃Don't be alarmed; sweet one; I am better。  And I will never do it again; since it frightens you。〃  Then Josephine said to her sister in a low voice; and in the Italian language; 〃I hoped it was death; my sister; but he comes not to the wretched。〃

〃If you hoped that;〃 replied Rose in the same language; 〃you do not love your poor sister who so loves you。〃

While the Italian was going on; Jacintha's dark eyes glanced suspiciously on each speaker in turn。  But her suspicions were all wide of the mark。

〃Now may I go and tell mamma?〃 asked Rose。

〃No; mademoiselle; you shall not;〃 said Jacintha。  〃Madame Raynal; do take my side; and forbid her。〃

〃Why; what is it to you?〃 said Rose; haughtily。

〃If it was not something to me; should I thwart my dear young lady?〃

〃No。  And you shall have your own way; if you will but condescend to give me a reason。〃

This to some of us might appear reasonable; but not to Jacintha: it even hurt her feelings。

〃Mademoiselle Rose;〃 she said; 〃when you were little and used to ask me for anything; did I ever say to you; 'Give me a REASON first'?〃

〃There! she is right;〃 said Josephine。  〃We should not make terms with tried friends。  Come; we will pay her devotion this compliment。 It is such a small favor。  For my part I feel obliged to her for asking it。〃

Josephine's health improved steadily from that day。  Her hollow cheeks recovered their plump smoothness; and her beauty its bloom; and her person grew more noble and statue…like than ever; and within she felt a sense of indomitable vitality。  Her appetite had for some time been excessively feeble and uncertain; and her food tasteless; but of late; by what she conceived to be a reaction such as is common after youth has shaken off a long sickness; her appetite had been not only healthy but eager。  The baroness observed this; and it relieved her of a large portion of her anxiety。  One day at dinner her maternal heart was so pleased with Josephine's performance that she took it as a personal favor; 〃Well done; Josephine;〃 said she; 〃that gives your mother pleasure to see you eat again。  Soup and bouillon: and now twice you have been to Rose for some of that pate; which does you so much credit; Jacintha。〃

Josephine colored high at this compliment。

〃It is true;〃 said she; 〃I eat like a pig;〃 and; with a furtive glance at the said pate; she laid down her knife and fork; and ate no more of anything。  The baroness had now a droll misgiving。

〃The doctor will be angry with me;〃 said she: 〃he will find her as well as ever。〃

〃Madame;〃 said Jacintha hastily; 〃when does the doctor come; if I may make so bold; that I may get his room ready; you know?〃

〃Well thought of; Jacintha。  He comes the day after to…morrow; in the afternoon。〃

At night when the young ladies went up to bed; what did they find but a little cloth laid on a little table in Josephine's room; and the remains of the pate she had liked。  Rose burst out laughing。 〃Look at that dear duck of a goose; Jacintha!  Our mother's flattery sank deep: she thinks we can eat her pates at all hours of the day and night。  Shall I send it away?〃

〃No;〃 said Josephine; 〃that would hurt her culinary pride; and perhaps her affection: only cover it up; dear; for just now I am not in the humor: it rather turns me。〃

It was covered up。  The sisters retired to rest。  In the morning Rose lifted the cover and found the plate cleared; polished。  She was astounded。

The large tapestried chamber; once occupied by Camille Dujardin; was now turned into a sitting…room; and it was a favorite on account of the beautiful view from the windows。

One day Josephine sat there alone with some work in her hand; but the needle often stopped; and the fair head drooped。  She heaved a deep sigh。  To her surprise it was echoed by a sigh that; like her own; seemed to come from a heart full of sighs。

She turned hastily round and saw Jacintha。

Now Josephine had all a woman's eye for reading faces; and she was instantly struck by a certain gravity in Jacintha's gaze; and a flutter which the young woman was suppressing with tolerable but not complete success。

Disguising the uneasiness this discovery gave her; she looked her visitor full in the face; and said mildly; but a little coldly; 〃Well; Jacintha?〃

Jacintha lowered her eyes and muttered slowly;

〃The doctorcomesto…day;〃 then raised her eyes all in a moment to take Josephine off her guard; but the calm face was impenetrable。 So then Jacintha added; 〃to our misfortune;〃 throwing in still more meaning。

〃To our misfortune?  A dear old friendlike him?〃

Jacintha explained。  〃That old man makes me shake。  You are never safe with him。  So long as his head is in the clouds; you might take his shoes off; and on he'd walk and never know it; but every now and then he comes out of the clouds all in one moment; without a word of warning; and when he does his eye is on everything; like a bird's。 Then he is so old: he has seen a heap。  Take my word for it; the old are more knowing than the young; let them be as sharp as you like: the old have seen everything。  WE have only heard talk of the most part; with here and there a glimpse。  To know life to the bottom you must live it out; from the soup to the dessert; and that is what the doctor has done; and now he is coming here。  And Mademoiselle Rose will go telling him everything; and if she tells him half what she has seen; your secret will be no secret to that old man。〃

〃My secret!〃 gasped Josephine; turning pale。

〃Don't look so; madame: don't be frightened at poor Jacintha。 Sooner or later you MUST trust somebody besides Mademoiselle Rose。〃

Josephine looked at her with inquiring; frightened eyes。

Jacintha drew nearer to her。

〃Mademoiselle;I beg pardon; madame;I carried you in my arms when I was a child。  When I was a girl you toddled at my side; and held my gown; and lisped my name; and used to put your little arms round my neck; and kissed me; you would; and if ever I had the least pain or sickness your dear little face would turn as sorrowful; and all the pretty color leave it for Jacintha; and now you are in trouble; in sore trouble; yet you turn away from me; you dare not trust me; that would be cut in pieces ere  I would betray you。  Ah; mademoiselle; you are wrong。  The poor can feel: they have all seen trouble; and a servant is the best of friends where she has the heart to love her mistress; and do not I love you?  Pray do not turn from her who has carried you in her arms; and laid you to sleep upon her bosom; many's and many's the time。〃

Josephine panted audibly。  She held out her hand eloquently to Jacintha; but she turned her head away and trembled。

Jacintha cast a hasty glance round the room。  Then she trembled too at what she was going to say; and the effect it might have on the young lady。  As for Josephine; terrible as the conversation had become; she made no attempt to evade it: she remained perfectly passive。  It was the best way to learn how far Jacintha had penetrated her secret; if at all。

Jacintha looked fearfully round and whispered in Josephine's ear; 〃When the news of Colonel Raynal's death came; you wept; but the color came back to your cheek。  When the news of his life came; you turned to stone。  Ah! my poor young lady; there has been more between you and THAT MAN than should be。  Ever since one day you all went to Frejus together; you were a changed woman。  I have seen you look at him asas a wife looks at her man。  I have seen HIM〃

〃Hush; Jacintha!  Do not tell me what you have seen: oh! do not remind me of joys I pray God to help me forget。  He was my husband; then!oh; cruel Jacintha; to remind me of what I have been; of what I am!  Ah me! ah me! ah me!〃

〃Your husband!〃 cried Jacintha in utter amazement。

Then Josephine drooped her head on this faithful creature's shoulder; and told her with many sobs the story I have told you。 She told it very briefly; for it was to a woman who; though little educated; was full of feeling and shrewdness; and needed but the bare facts: she could add the rest from her own heart and experience: could tell the storm of feelings through which these two unhappy lovers must have passed。  Her frequent sighs of pi

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