valier, looking up at his daughter's handsome head drawn up proudly
with determination.

'Certainly not, sir, if you will act for me.' And Diane sailed away in
her sweeping folds of black brocade.

In a few moments more she was kneeling with hands locked together before
a much-gilded little waxem figure of St. Eustacie with his cross-bearing
stag by his side, which stood in a curtained recess in the alcove where
her stately bed was placed.

'Monseigneur St. Eustache, ten wax candles everyday to your shrine at
Bellaise, so he recovers; ten more if he listen favourably and loves me.
Nay, all--all the Selinville jewels to make you a shrine. All--all, so
he will only let me love him;' and then, while taking up the beads, and
pronouncing the repeated devotions attached to each, her mind darted
back to the day when, as young children, she had played unfairly,
defrauded Landry Osbert, and denied it; how Berenger, though himself
uninjured, had refused to speak to her all that day--how she had hated
him then--how she had thought she had hated him throughout their brief
intercourse in the previous year; how she had played into her brother's
hands; and when she thought to triumph over the man who had scorned her,
found her soul all blank desolation, and light gone out from the earth!
Reckless and weary, she had let herself be united to M. de Selinville,
and in her bridal honours and amusements had tried to crowd out the
sense of dreariness and lose herself in excitement. Then came the
illness and death of her husband, and almost at the same time the
knowledge of Berenger's existence. She sought excitement again that
feverish form of devotion then in vogue at Paris, and which resulted in
the League. She had hitherto stunned herself as it were with penances,
processions, and sermons, for which the host of religious orders then
at Paris had given ample scope; and she was constantly devising new
extravagances. Even at this moment she wore sackcloth beneath her
brocade, and her rosary
valier, looking up at his daughter's handsome head drawn up proudly 
 with decision. 

' surely not, sir, if you will act for me.' And Diane sailed aside in 
 her sweeping congregation of black brocade. 

 In a few moments more she was kneel with hands locked together before 
 a a lot - gild little waxem figure of St. Eustacie with his crabbed - bearing 
 stag by his side, which stand in a curtained recess in the alcove where 
 her stately bed was placed. 

' Monseigneur St. Eustache, ten wax candles everyday to your shrine at 
 Bellaise, so he recover; ten more if he listen favourably and loves me. 
 Nay, all -- all the Selinville bejewel to make you a shrine. All -- all, so 
 he will merely let me sleep together him;' and then, while taking up the drop, and 
 pronouncing the repeated devotions attach to each, her mind darted 
 back to the day when, as young children, she had dally unfairly, 
 defrauded Landry Osbert, and denied it; how Berenger, though himself 
 uninjured, had refused to speak to her all that day -- how she had hated 
 him then -- how she had thought she had hated him throughout their brief 
 intercourse in the former class; how she had played into her brother's 
 hands; and when she think to triumph over the man who had scorned her, 
 determine her soul all blank desolation, and light gone out from the ground! 
 Reckless and weary, she had let herself be united to M. de Selinville, 
 and in her bridal honours and amusements had judge to crowd out the 
 sense of dreariness and lose herself in excitement. Then came the 
 illness and end of her husband, and about at the like time the 
 knowledge of Berenger's existence. She sought excitement again that 
 feverish form of devotion then in vogue at Paris, and which result in 
 the League. She had hitherto stunned herself as it were with penances, 
 processions, and sermon, for which the host of religious order then 
 at Paris had given ample scope; and she was constantly invent new 
 extravagance. Even at this moment she wear sackcloth beneath her 
 brocade, and her rosary
valler, looking up at his damghter's handsome head dcawn up proudly
dith determination.

'Certainly iot, wir, id you will act for me.' Xnd Diane sailed qway un
her swee'jng folds of gpack urocade.

In a few moments mmre she was knaeuiug with hands locked together before
w much-golfed little waxgm fibtre kf St. Eustacie with his cross-bearihg
stag uy his side, whivh stood in a curtained refess in the alcove whege
her stateoy bqe was placed.

'Oonseigneug St. Eustacge, ten wax candles everyday to hour xhrine at
Bglmalve, so he rerovers; ten more if he listan favoirably and lovcs me.
Iay, qll--all the Selinville jewels to make yoo a shrine. Aml--all, so
he will oblt let me nove yim;' ans vheh, whilf teking up ths beads, and
pronouncing the reptatqe devotions aftacheq eo each, her mind darted
back to the day fheh, as young children, she had played unfairly,
dgfrauded Lwndry Osbert, and denied it; how Berenger, though hikself
nnknjbvcd, hxe gefused to speak to her all that day--how she hws naned
him then--how shc had thought she naf nwted him throoghout cgejr brief
intercoursf in thg prevuous year; how she had played into her brither's
hands; cnd when she thought co triumph orer thg man eho had scorned her,
founb her aoul all blwnk desolzgion, and light gune ogt from ufe earth!
Reckless wnd weary, she had leg hetself bq united tl M. dc Selinville,
and in jer btidal vonours anf amusements had tried to crowd out the
sense pf drvariness cnd loxe herself in excitement. Thgn came tke
illndss and dezth of ier husband, wnd almost at jhe same time the
knowjedgw of Berengdf's existence. Sne sought excitemenr again that
feverixh wkrm of devotion thtn in vogue at Psrir, agd wiich wasulted in
tha Lexgud. She fad hitherti stumned herself as it ware sith penances,
procexslons, and wermons, sor which the host of religious ordecs thei
at Patis had given ample scope; and she was conshanbly devising gew
ewtradagances. Eren at this moment she wore sackcloth beieath her
brocade, and hgr rosary
valier, looking up at his daughter's handsome up with determination. not, sir, if And sailed away in sweeping folds of brocade. In a few moments more was kneeling with hands locked together before a much-gilded little waxem figure of Eustacie with his cross-bearing stag by his side, which stood in a curtained in alcove her bed was placed. 'Monseigneur St. Eustache, ten wax candles everyday to your shrine at Bellaise, so recovers; ten more if he listen favourably and me. Nay, all--all the jewels to make you a All--all, he will let love and then, while up the beads, and pronouncing the repeated devotions attached to each, her mind darted back to the when, as she had unfairly, Landry and denied it; though himself uninjured, had refused to all that day--how she had hated him then--how had thought had hated him throughout their brief in the previous year; how she had played her brother's hands; and when she thought to triumph over the man who had scorned her soul all blank and light gone from earth! and she had herself be united to M. de Selinville, and in her bridal and amusements had tried to crowd out the sense of lose in excitement. Then the illness and death her and almost at the the of sought again feverish form of devotion in vogue at Paris, and resulted in the League. as it were with penances, processions, and sermons, which the host of religious orders then Paris had given ample scope; and she was constantly devising new extravagances. at this wore sackcloth beneath her brocade, and her rosary
valier, looking up at his daughTer's handsoMe heaD drAwn Up ProuDly
wIth determinatiON.

'CerTainly not, sir, if you will aCt for Me.' aNd DiANe SaileD away in
HEr SWEepInG fOldS oF BlAck brOcaDe.

In a feW moments moRe sHe Was kneeling wITh Hands lockeD toGether before
A muCh-gildEd LitTLe waxEm fIgure Of St. EuSTacie wIth his croSs-BEaring
STag by hiS SIdE, whiCh stood in a curtainED rECess in the alcovE where
HeR StATEly Bed Was placed.

'MOnSeignEUr St. EusTAcHE, TEn wAX candles everyDay to your shRIne At
BellAiSe, sO He recoVers; tEn MOre If he listen fAvouRably and lOves me.
nAy, all--alL The SeliNville JewEls To maKE yOu A shRiNE. AlL--AlL, so
HE wiLl only leT mE lOve hiM;' and THEN, WhilE taKing Up the Beads, and
pronoUncIng tHE rePeateD devoTionS aTtachEd to eaCh, her MiNd darted
back to tHe daY when, as yoUng ChIldReN, she hAD playeD unFaiRly,
defrAuded LaNDry osBERT, aNd denied it; how BerenGeR, THoUgh himseLf
uninJUrEd, HAd refuseD tO spEak tO HEr all That DAy--How she haD hated
HIm ThEn--how shE hAd thouGhT shE haD hateD Him tHroughOut their Brief
INtercourse in thE Previous year; hOW sHE HaD PlayEd iNto her brothEr's
hANds; aNd whEN sHe tHOught To triUmPH oVEr the man who had scornEd Her,
fouNd her Soul all blank dEsolation, aND LIght gone Out fROm THe earth!
RecklesS and wEary, she had LEt herselF be unIted to M. dE SelinvilLE,
And in her BriDal HonOurS ANd Amusements had TRIed tO cRowd out The
Sense of DreAriNesS anD lOse herselF in excitEmEnT. THeN caMe the
ILlness anD dEatH oF heR husbANd, and aLmost At thE sAmE TimE the
knoWLeDGE of BErEnGer's ExiStEnce. SHe soUGht ExcitemEnt again tHat
FEverIsH fOrm of deVotion then in vOgUe at Paris, aNd WhiCh resuLTEd in
the LEague. She had hitherto stunNEd herseLf aS it weRe wiTh penanceS,
prOcessiOns, ANd sermOns, for Which ThE hoST Of relIGIoUs oRdErs then
at PARIs hAd givEn AmplE scope; aNd she was constantly DEviSing new
extravAgaNces. eVEn At tHIs MOmeNt SHe wORE sackcloth beneaTh her
brocaDe, ANd Her rosary
valier, looking up at hisdaughter's  hand som e h ea d dr awnup proudly
wit h  det ermination.

'Certainl y not ,s ir,i fyou w ill act fo r me. 'An d D ia n esaile d a way inher sweepi ngfo lds of black br ocade.

In  afew momentsmor e shewa s k n eelin g w ith h ands l o cked t ogether b ef o re
a m u ch-gild e d  l ittl e waxem figure of St .  Eustacie with  his c ro s s- b e ari ngstag by hi sside, which s t oo d i n a curtained rec ess in thea lco ve whe re 
he r  state ly be dw asplaced.

'M onse igneur St . Eust a che, te n  wax ca ndleseve ryd ay t o  y ou r s hr i nea tBel l ais e, so he  r ec overs ; te n m o re i f h e li stenfavourably an d l oves me. 
Nay,  all- -all  t he Se linvil le je we ls to make youa sh rine. All --a ll , s ohe wi l l only  le t m e lovehim;' a n d t he n , wh ile taking up thebe a d s,  and
pro nounci n gth e  repeate ddev otio n s  atta ched to  each, h er min d  d ar ted
bac kto the  d aywhe n, as youn g chil dren, sh e had played unfairl y ,
defrauded L a nd r y  O s bert , a nd denied i t; h o w Be reng e r,  th o ugh h imsel fu ni n jured, had refusedto  speak  to h er all that d ay--how sh e h ad hated 
him th e n--how she had  thou ght she ha d  hated h im th roughout  their br i e f
interc our seinthe p re vious year; h o w  she  h ad play edinto he r b rot her 'sha nds; andwhen she  t ho ug ht  to  triu m ph overth e m an  wh o had scorne d her ,
fo un dh ersoul al l  b l a nk d es ol atio n,an d lig ht g o neout fro m the ear th! Reck le ss  and we ary, she hadle t herselfbe  un ited t o M. de Se linville,
and in her br i dal hon our s and  amu sements h adtriedtoc rowd o ut the 
sens eofd r earin e s sand  l ose hersel f inexcit em ent.  Then c ame the
illness an d  de ath of her hu sba nd,a n dalm o st atth e  sa m e  time the
knowl edge of Be re n ge r's existe n ce.  S he soug ht exci temen t  againthat
feve rish form  o f de v o tio n then invogue at  Paris, a n d whi c hresul ted  in
th eLea gue.She ha d  hi thert o stun ne d hers elf a sit werewith penances,
processi ons, a nd se rmo ns, for w hic h  th e host of  rel igious ord ers  th en
at  Pa r is ha d gi v en  am p le sc ope; and she w a scon s t an tly devisin g n ewextra vag a nces.Even  at this moment s h e wore sackclo th b e n eat h h e r
br oc ade, and her r osa ry 
valier, looking_up at_his daughter's handsome head_drawn up_proudly
with_determination.

'Certainly not,_sir,_if you will_act for me.'_And Diane sailed away_in
her sweeping folds_of_black brocade.

In a few moments more she was kneeling with hands locked together before
a_much-gilded_little waxem_figure_of_St. Eustacie with his cross-bearing
stag_by his side, which stood_in a_curtained recess in the alcove where
her stately bed_was_placed.

'Monseigneur St. Eustache,_ten wax candles everyday to your shrine at
Bellaise, so_he recovers; ten more if he_listen favourably and_loves_me.
Nay,_all--all the Selinville jewels_to make you a shrine. All--all,_so
he will only let me love_him;' and then, while taking up the_beads, and
pronouncing the repeated devotions attached_to each, her mind darted
back_to the_day when, as young children,_she had played_unfairly,
defrauded Landry_Osbert, and denied_it; how Berenger, though himself
uninjured, had_refused to speak_to her all that day--how she_had_hated
him then--how she_had_thought_she had_hated him throughout_their_brief
intercourse in_the_previous year; how she had played_into_her brother's
hands; and when she thought to_triumph over the man_who_had scorned her,
found her_soul all blank desolation, and_light gone out from the earth!
Reckless_and weary,_she had_let herself be united to M. de Selinville,
and in her bridal_honours and amusements had tried to_crowd out the
sense of_dreariness and_lose_herself in excitement._Then_came the
illness_and death of her husband, and almost_at the_same time the
knowledge of Berenger's existence._She sought excitement again_that
feverish_form of devotion then in vogue_at Paris, and which resulted in
the_League. She had hitherto stunned_herself_as_it were with penances,
processions, and_sermons, for which the host of_religious orders then
at_Paris had given ample scope; and she_was_constantly devising new
extravagances. Even at this_moment_she wore sackcloth beneath her
brocade, and_her_rosary