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theat her side The interior of the ruin is ablaze Not with the

ht, for that is faint beside the other one--the sparkle fro noiselessly and respectfully

about, are lighting, one after the other How the glealances frouests There is old Monsieur Lucien Santien,

leaning against one of the pillars, and laughing at so him, till his fat shoulders shake His

son Jules is with hihs She

wonders if Felix has told her father yet There is young Jero at checkers upon the sofa with Leandre Little Pauline stands

annoying theins

to cry, and old black Clementine, her nurse, who is not far off, limps

across the room to pick her up and carry her away How sensitive the

little one is! But she trots about and takes care of herself better than

she did a year or two ago, when she fell upon the stone hall floor

and raised a great "bo-bo" on her forehead Pelagie was hurt and angry

enough about it; and she ordered rugs and buffalo robes to be brought

and laid thick upon the tiles, till the little one's steps were surer