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his, and no one

would give her supper except er and distress Madaht her home Madame was so kind, so careless in her kindness

And now she lies murdered for a reward!" An hysterical sob checked

the woan to work, her hands to

twitch

"Coently, "calm yourself, mademoiselle"

Helene Vauquier paused for ayour pardon,

with madame--oh, the poor woht her hoood for Mlle Celie Mada deceived and imposed upon Never she learnt prudence But no

one so quickly made her way to madame's heart as Mlle Celie

Mademoiselle must live with her Mademoiselle must be dressed by

the first modistes Mademoisellewhite gloves, and pretty ribbons for her hair,

and hats from Caroline Reboux at twelve hundred francs And

madame's maid must attend upon her and deck her out in all these

dainty things Bah!"

Vauquier was sitting erect in her chair, violent, aler She looked round upon the coed her

shoulders