She sighed for the rocks and hills of Périgord. She also ate the unaccustomed bread of idlg to his own s
eness. Had her aunt permitted, she would delightedly have helped with the house-work. But Maoul’s needs?
will come along one of these days.” But
Madame Robineau rebuked her for vain imaginings. “It is true, what I said, that your education has been neglected. A young girl’s duty is not to look for princes, but to accept the husband chosen by the wisdom of her family.” “Ma tante,” said Félise demurely, af