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Both were silent The young girl raised sweet, enraptured eyes to hi sunshine

"Phoebus," said Fleur-de-Lys suddenly, in a low voice, "we are to be married three months hence; swear to me that you have never loved any other woel!" replied Phoebus, and his passionate glances aided the sincere tone of his voice in convincing Fleur-de-Lys

Meanwhile, the good mother, charmed to see the betrothed pair on ter, had just quitted the apartment to attend to some domestic matter; Phoebus observed it, and this so ee ideas mounted to his brain Fleur-de-Lys loved him, he was her betrothed; she was alone with him; his former taste for her had re-awakened, not with all its fresh- ness but with all its ardor; after all, there is no great har one's wheat while it is still in the blade; I do not knohether these ideas passed through hisis certain, that Fleur-de-Lys was suddenly alarlance She looked round and saw that her er there

"Good heavens!" said she, blushing and uneasy, "how very warm I am?"

"I think, in fact," replied Phoebus, "that it cannot be far from midday The sun is troublesome We need only lower the curtains"

"No, no," exclai, "on the contrary, I need air"

And like a faho feels the breath of the pack of hounds, she rose, ran to the , opened it, and rushed upon the balcony

Phoebus, much discomfited, followed her

The Place du Parvis Notre-Dame, upon which the balcony looked, as the reader knows, presented at that ht of the tie its nature

An i streets, encu The little wall, breast high, which surrounded the Place, would not have sufficed to keep it free had it not been lined with a thick hedge of sergeants and hackbuteers, culverines in hand Thanks to this thicket of pikes and arquebuses, the Parvis was euarded by a force of halberdiers with the are doors of the church were closed, and formed a contrast with the innuables, allowed a view of thousands of heads heaped up almost like the piles of bullets in a park of artillery