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"Au revoir: amuse yourselves well, my children" Mada old eyes that theywhiteness of the village street

"To the forest, and yet again to the forest and to the forest always," she said, turning into the darkened billiard rooood God created it express for the lovers,--but it is permitted to the devil to promenade himself there also"

"Those two there," said Marie--"it is very certain that they are in love?"

"How otherwise?" said Madaood God made us women that the men should be in love with us--and afterwards, to take care of the children There is no other use that a man has for a woman Friendship? The Art?--Bah! When a man wants those he deives it to hiives it to him without question!"

The tho had departed for the forest drove on through the swi heat, in silence

It was not till they reached the little old well by Marlotte that Betty spoke

"Don't let's work to-day, Mr Temple," she said "My hands are so hot I could never hold a brush And your sketch is really finished, you know"

"What would you like to do?" asked Temple: "river?"

"Oh, no,--not now that we've started for the forest! Its feelings would be hurt if we turned back I a--Like God, you know"

"Yes: I'm sure it does Do you really think God cares?"

"Of course," said Betty, "because everything would be so silly if He didn't, you know I believe He likes us to love him, and what's s He's made--trees and rivers and sunsets and seas"

"And each other," said Tes, I mean, of course," he added hastily

"Of course," said Betty, unconscious of the flush; "but religion tells you that--it doesn't tell you about the little things It does say about herbs of the field and the floods clapping their hands and all that--but that's only His works praising Hi all His works I think He's most awfully pleased e love soht we'd notice"