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some young maid who had heaped scorn upon her lover； and feels so lonely and sad when evening comes； that she longs for him to come back or for a heart to which she can pour out her sorrow； Julie allowed her aunt to violate the seal which honor places upon an open letter； and sat musing while the Marquise read on：
〃MY DEAR LOUISA；Why do you ask so often for the fulfilment of as rash a promise as two young and inexperienced girls could make？ You say that you often ask yourself why I have given no answer to your questions for these six months。 If my silence told you nothing； perhaps you will understand the reasons for it to…day； as you read the secrets which I am about to betray。 I should have buried them for ever in the depths of my heart if you had not announced your own approaching marriage。 You are about to be married； Louisa。 The thought makes me shiver。 Poor little one！ marry； yes； in a few months' time one of the keenest pangs of regret will be the recollection of a self which used to be； of the two young girls who sat one evening under one of the tallest oak… trees on the hillside at Ecouen； and looked along the fair valley at our feet in the light of the sunset； which caught us in its glow。 We sat on a slab of rock in ecstasy； which sobered down into melancholy of the gentlest。 You were the first to discover that the far…off sun spoke to us of the future。 How inquisitive and how silly we were！ Do you remember all the absurd things we said and did？ We embraced each other； 'like lovers；' said we。 We solemnly promised that the first bride should faithfully reveal to the other the mysteries of marriage； the joys which our childish minds imagined to be so delicious。 That evening will complete your despair； Louisa。 In those days you were young and beautiful and careless； if not radiantly happy； a few days of marriage； and you will be； what I am alreadyugly； wretched； and old。 Need I tell you how proud I was and how vain and glad to be married to Colonel Victor d'Aiglemont？ And besides； how could I tell you now？ for I cannot remember that old self。 A few moments turned my girlhood to a dream。 All through the memorable day which consecrated a chain； the extent of which was hidden from me； my behavior was not free from reproach。 Once and again my father tried to repress my spirits； the joy which I showed so plainly was thought unbefitting the occasion； my talk scarcely innocent； simply because I was so innocent。 I played endless child's tricks with my bridal veil； my wreath； my gown。 Left alone that night in the room whither I had been conducted in state； I planned a piece of mischief to tease Victor。 While I awaited his coming； my heart beat wildly； as it used to do when I was a child stealing into the drawing…room on the last day of the old year to catch a glimpse of the New Year's gifts piled up there in heaps。 When my husband came in and looked for me； my smothered laughter ringing out from beneath the lace in which I had shrouded myself； was the last outburst of the delicious merriment which brightened our games in childhood 。 。 。〃
When the dowager had finished reading the letter； and after such a beginning the rest must have been sad indeed； she slowly laid her spectacles on the table； put the letter down beside them； and looked fixedly at her niece。 Age had not dimmed the fire in those green eyes as yet。
〃My little girl；〃 she said； 〃a married woman cannot write such a letter as this to a young unmarried woman； it is scarcely proper〃
〃So I was thinking；〃 Julie broke in upon her aunt。 〃I felt ashamed of myself while you were reading it。〃
〃If a dish at table is not to our taste； there is no occasion to disgust others with it； child；〃 the old lady continued benignly； 〃especially when marriage has seemed to us all； from Eve downwards； so excellent an institution。 。 。 You have no mother？〃
The Countess trembled； then she raised her face meekly； and said：
〃I have missed my mother many times already during the past year； but I have myself to blame； I would not listen to my father。 He was opposed to my marriage； he disapproved of Victor as a son…in…law。〃
She looked at her aunt。 The old face was lighted up with a kindly look； and a thrill of joy dried Julie's tears。 She held out her young； soft hand to the old Marquise； who seemed to ask for it； and the understanding between the two women was completed by the close grasp of their fingers。
〃Poor orphan child！〃
The words came like a final flash of enlightenment to Julie。 It seemed to her that she heard her father's prophetic voice again。
〃Your hands are burning！ Are they always like this？〃 asked the Marquise。
〃The fever only left me seven or eight days ago。〃
〃You had a fever upon you； and said nothing about it to me！〃
〃I have had it for a year；〃 said Julie； with a kind of timid anxiety。
〃My good little angel； then your married life hitherto has been one long time of suffering？〃
Julie did not venture to reply； but an affirmative sign revealed the whole truth。
〃Then you are unhappy？〃
〃On！ no； no； aunt。 Victor loves me； he almost idolizes me； and I adore him； he is so kind。〃
〃Yes； you love him； but you avoid him； do you not？〃
〃Yes 。 。 。 sometimes 。 。 。 He seeks me too often。〃
〃And often when you are alone you are troubled with the fear that he may suddenly break in on your solitude？〃
〃Alas！ yes； aunt。 But； indeed； I love him； I do assure you。〃
〃Do you not； in your own thoughts； blame yourself because you find it impossible to share his pleasures？ Do you never think at times that marriage is a heavier yoke than an illicit passion could be？〃
〃Oh； that is just it；〃 she wept。 〃It is all a riddle to me； and can you guess it all？ My faculties are benumbed； I have no ideas； I can scarcely see at all。 I am weighed down by vague dread； which freezes me till I cannot feel； and keeps me in continual torpor。 I have no voice with which to pity myself； no words to express my trouble。 I suffer； and I am ashamed to suffer when Victor is happy at my cost。〃
〃Babyish nonsense； and rubbish； all of it！〃 exclaimed the aunt； and a gay smile； an after…glow of the joys of her own youth； suddenly lighted up her withered face。
〃And do you too laugh！〃 the younger woman cried despairingly。
〃It was just my own case；〃 the Marquise returned promptly。 〃And now Victor has left you； you have become a girl again； recovering a tranquillity without pleasure and without pain； have you not？〃
Julie opened wide eyes of bewilderment。
〃In fact； my angel； you adore Victor； do you not？ But still you would rather be a sister to him than a wife； and； in short； your marriage is emphatically not a success？〃
〃Wellno； aunt。 But why do you smile？〃
〃Oh！ you are right； poor child！ There is nothing very amusing in all this。 Your future would be big with more than one mishap if I had not taken you under my protection； if my old experience of life had not guessed the very innocent cause of your troubles。 My nephew did not deserve his good fortune； the blockhead！ In the reign of our well… beloved Louis Quinze； a young wife in your position would very soon have punished her husband for behaving like a ruffian。 The selfish creature！ The men who serve under this Imperial tyrant are all of them ignorant boors。 They take brutality for gallantry； they know no more of women than they know of love； and imagine that because they go out to face death on the morrow； they may dispense to…day with all consideration and attentions for us。 The time was when a man could love and die too at the proper time。 My niece； I will form you。 I will put an end to this unhappy divergence between you； a natural thing enough； but it would end in mutual hatred and desire for a divorce； always supposing that you did not die on the way to despair。〃
Julie's amazement equaled her surprise as she listened to her aunt。 She was surprised by her language； dimly divining rather than appreciating the wisdom of the words she heard； and very much dismayed to find what this relative； out of great experience； passed judgment upon Victor as her father had done； though in somewhat milder terms。 Perhaps some quick prevision of the future crossed her mind； doubtless； at any rate； she felt the heavy weight of the burden which must inevitably overwhelm her； for she burst into tears； and sprang to the old lady's arms。 〃Be my mother；〃 she sobbed。
The aunt shed no tears。 The Revolution had left old ladies of the Monarchy but few tears to shed。 Love； in bygone days； and the Terror at a later time； had familiarized them with extremes of joy and anguish in such a sort that； amid the perils of life； they preserved their dignity and coolness； a capacity for sincere but undemonstrative affection which never disturbed their well…bred self…possession； and a dignity of demeanor which a younger generation has done very ill to discard。
The dowager took Julie in her arms； and kissed her on the forehead with a tenderness and pity more often found in women's ways and manner than in their hearts。 Then she coaxed her niece with kind； soothing words； assured her of a happy future； lulled her with promises of love； and put her to bed as if s