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A few e which he cast at her feet It was clothing which some charitable women had left on the threshold of the church for her

Then she dropped her eyes upon herself and saw that she was almost naked, and blushed Life had returned

Quasi of this e hand and retired once more, but slowly

She made haste to dress herself The robe was a white one with a white veil,--the garb of a novice of the Hôtel-Dien

She had barely finished when she beheld Quasi He carried a basket under one arm and a mattress under the other In the basket there was a bottle, bread, and some provisions He set the basket on the floor and said, "Eat!" He spread theand said, "Sleep"

It was his own repast, it was his own bed, which the bellringer had gone in search of

The gypsy raised her eyes to thank him, but she could not articulate a word She dropped her head with a quiver of terror

Then he said to her "I frighten you I aly, a the day you will reht you can walk all over the church But do not leave the church either by day or by night You would be lost They would kill you, and I should die"

She was touched and raised her head to answer him He had disappeared She found herself alone once ular words of this al, and struck by the sound of his voice, which was so hoarse yet so gentle

Then she examined her cell It was a chamber about six feet square, with a s plane of the roof forures of ani their necks in order to stare at her through theOver the edge of her roof she perceived the tops of thousands of chimneys which caused the smoke of all the fires in Paris to rise beneath her eyes A sad sight for the poor gypsy, a foundling, condemned to death, an unhappy creature, without country, without faht of her isolation thus appeared to her lide between her hands, upon her knees She started (everything alarile Djali, which had made its escape after her, at the ade, and which had been lavishing caresses on her feet for nearly an hour past, without being able to win a glance The gypsy covered him with kisses