Part 37 (1/2)

”Enough, Henrietta, I again entreat you If you believe me to be marble, as you are, undeceive yourself”

”I do not understand you, sire”

”Very well,” said the king, casting down his eyes ”And so our s, the pressure of each other's hand, the looks we have exchanged-Yes, yes; you are right, and I understand your ,” and he buried his face in his hands

”Take care, sire,” said Mada at you”

”Of course,” said Louis, angrily; ”never even the shadow of liberty! never any sincerity in ine I have found a friend, who is nothing but a spy; a dearer friend, who is only a-sister!”

Madame was silent, and cast down her eyes

”My husband is jealous,” shecould equal its sweetness and char, suddenly

”You see,” she said, looking at him in a manner that set his heart on fire, ”you are free, you are not suspected, the peace of your house is not disturbed”

”Alas,” said the king, ”as yet you know nothing, for the queen is jealous”

”Maria Theresa!”

”Stark mad with jealousy! Monsieur's jealousy arises fro toparties, which have made me so happy”

”And me too,” answered Mada, ”Monsieur, as listening, heard the word 'banos,' which the queen pronounced with soree of bitterness, that awakened his attention; he entered the rooan to quarrel with ed to leave him; so that, while you have a jealous husband to deal with, I shall have perpetually present before me a specter of jealousy with swollen eyes, a cadaverous face, and sinister looks”

”Poor king,” 's hand He retained her hand in his, and in order to press it without exciting suspicion in the spectators, ere not so much taken up with the butterflies that they could not occupy theh that there was so's and Mada butterfly before his sister-in-law, and bent over it as if to count the thousand eyes of its wings, or the particles of golden dust which covered it Neither of theled, their breaths united, and their hands feverishly throbbed in each other's grasp Five minutes passed in this ht after the butterflies

The two young people remained for a moment with their heads bent down, bowed, as it were, beneath the double thought of the love which was springing up in their hearts, and which gives birth to so e Henrietta gave a side glance, froanized natures capable of looking inwardly at itself, as well as at others at the sa at the bottom of Louis's heart, as a skillful diver sees a pearl at the botto, if not in doubt, and that his indolent or tie the silence

”What do you mean?” inquired Louis, after a ed to return to the resolution I had formed”

”To what resolution?”

”To that which I have already submitted to your majesty”

”When?”

”On the very day we had a certain explanation about Monsieur's jealousies”

”What did you say to me then?” inquired Louis, with some anxiety

”Do you not remember, sire?”

”Alas! if it be another cause of unhappiness, I shall recollect it soon enough”

”A cause of unhappiness for myself alone, sire,” replied Madame Henrietta; ”but as it is necessary, I must submit to it”

”At least, tell

”Absence”

”Still that unkind resolve?”

”Believe le with land”

”Never, never will I per

”And yet, sire,” said Mada is ently necessary; nay, more than that, I am persuaded it is your mother's desire I should do so”

”Desire!” exclaie expression to use to ly, ”are you not happy in subh, I implore you; you rend my very soul”

”I?”

”Yes; for you speak of your departure with tranquillity”

”I was not born for happiness, sire,” replied the princess, dejectedly; ”and I acquired, in very early life, the habit of seeing my dearest wishes disappointed”

”Do you speak truly?” said the king ”Would your departure gainsay any one of your cherished thoughts?”

”If I were to say 'yes,' would you begin to take your misfortune patiently?”

”How cruel you are!”

”Take care, sire; so looked all round him, and said, ”No, there is no one,” and then continued: ”Coainst Monsieur's jealousy by a departure which would kill ed her shoulders like a woman unconvinced ”Yes,” repeated Louis, ”which would killyour ination-or rather does not your heart-suggest soest?”

”Tellto be jealous?”

”In the first place, sire, by giving nono one but the person in question”

”Oh! I expected more than that”