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'It is enough, Theresa,' said Ee--and how can I serve you? Will you remain here, or return and

live with me?' 'Nay, mademoiselle,' said Theresa, 'do not be so shy to your poor

old servant I aentleh escaped from Emily

'Ah! how he did love to talk of you! I loved him for that Nay, for that

matter, he liked to hear me talk, for he did not say much himself But I

soon found out what he caarden, and down to the terrace, and sit under that great tree

there, for the day together, with one of your books in his hand; but he

did not read o that way, and I

heard so Who can be here? says I: I aarden, but the Chevalier So I walked softly, to see who it

could be; and behold! it was the Chevalier hi to hihed so! and said he had

lost you for ever, for that you would never return for hi there, but I said nothing, and stole away'

'Nofrom her reverie: 'it

displeases ht it would have broke the

Chevalier's heart' 'Theresa,' said Emily seriously, 'you must name the Chevalier no more!' 'Not name him, mademoiselle!' cried Theresa: 'what times are come

up now? Why, I love the Chevalier next to my old master and you,

mademoiselle' 'Perhaps your love was not well bestowed, then,' replied Eht be, we shall meet no