are pleased.'

'Of course it will be a poor house without you, Marie. As for me,
it will be just as though I had lost my right leg and my right arm.
But what! A man is not always to be thinking of himself. To see
you treated by all the world as you ought to be treated,--as I
should choose that my own daughter should be treated,--that is what
I have desired. Sometimes when I've thought of it all when I've
been alone, I have been mad with myself for letting it go on as it
has done.'

'It has gone on very nicely, I think, Uncle Michel.' She knew how
worse than useless it would be now to try and make him understand
that it would be better for them both that she should remain with
him. She knew, to the moving of a feather, what she could do with
him and what she could not. Her immediate wish was to enable him to
draw all possible pleasure from his triumph of the day, and
therefore she would say no word to signify that his glory was
founded on her sacrifice.

Then again came up the question of her position at supper, but there
was no difficulty in the arrangement made between them. The one
gala evening of grand dresses--the evening which had been intended
to be a gala, but which had turned out to be almost funereal--was
over. Even Michel Voss himself did not think it necessary that
Marie should come in to supper with her silk dress two nights
running; and he himself had found that that changing of his coat had
impaired his comfort. He could eat his dinner and his supper in his
best clothes on Sunday, and not feel the inconvenience; but on other
occasions those unaccustomed garments were as heavy to him as a suit