Chapter XXVII.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XII, Issue 4, 16 May 1884, Page 5

Chapter XXVII.

August 15. You must pray for me, my own Klise ; lam in dire want of prayers, for I ana at the very turning-point of my life, and my courage, wliich a fortnight ag» I thought so high, is now sinking little by little jtfit when I have most need of it. Since my last letter I have seen neither Germain nor Madame Darcet,and Jeanne knows nothing. I have, however, had at talk with M.de Tourmagne, which, I think, will interest you. " "My poor child," he began, " I want to put you on your guard about something. The De Sauveterres, for whom, I fear, you have no great love, are becoming more dangerous than I expected. The countess has managed to work her way to the Dauphineas. She has quite enough of tact to win the favor of the good princess, and quite enough cleverness to know how to interest her in her plans." '• Oh, M. de Tourmagne 1" was all I could say. My authority is only too good," he went on ; « you must be on your watch for every stroke from this point. As long as M. de Bauveterre had «uly your aunt and his mother to back him up, the matter was really in your own hands, to accept or to refuse. But if s?** l™ Higness draws your aunt aside some fine day and tells her that she wishes you to many the Viscount de Sauveterre, she can never refuse hsr, and nothing will be left to you but obedience." Oh, M. de Tourmagne I" I cried, passionately, « they little know me. 1 11 never obey— l'd rather die at once." •I quite believe that," returned the «ount ; " but, perhaps, it would be better if possible to spare your kind aunt the annoyance of giving unpleasant explanations to her Boyal Highness. Is there no means o f foreseeing and arranging all this without noise or trouble r ftiiwltiSli kMn * iBJI " l * niwerßd > *» tcarf » frwy ** ica (ft fe Ctntinut*.)