, who detained him, lest our
flight should have been hindered.'

The Queen in her turn kissed Eustacie's forehead with eager gratitude.
'Oh, little one, you have brought a drop of comfort to a heavy heart.
Alas! I could sometimes feel you to be a happier wife than I, with your
perfect trust in the brave pure-spirited youth, unwarped by these wicked
cruel advisers. I loved to look at his open brow; it was so like our
bravest German Junkers. And, child, we thought, both of us, to have
brought about your happiness; but, ah! it has but caused all this
misery.'

'No, no, dearest Queen,' said Eustacie, 'this month with all its woe has
been joy--life! Oh! I had rather lie here and die for his loss than be
as I was before he came. And NOW--now, you have given him to me for all
eternity--if but I am fit to be with him!'

Eustacie had revived so much during the interview that the Queen could
not believe her to be in a dying state; but she continued very ill,
the low fever still hanging about her, and the faintness continual. The
close room, the turmoil of its many inhabitants, and the impossibility
of quiet also harassed her greatly, and Elisabeth had little or no power
of making any other arrangements for her in the palace. Ladies when ill
were taken home, and this poor child had no home. The other maids of
honour were a gentler, simpler set than Catherine's squadron, and were
far from unkind; but between them and her, who had so lately been the
brightest child of them all, there now lay that great gulf. _'Ich habe
gelebt und geliebet.'_ That the little blackbird, as they used to call
her, should have been on the verge of running away with her own husband
was a half understood, amusing mystery discussed in exaggerating
prattle. This was hushed, indeed, in the presence of that crushed,
prostrate, silent sorrow; but there was still an utter incapacity of
true sympathy, that made the very presence of so many oppressive,
even when they were not in murmurs discussing
, who detained him, lest our 
 flight should have been hindered.' 

 The Queen in her twist snog Eustacie's forehead with eager gratitude. 
' Oh, little one, you have brought a drop curtain of comfort to a heavy center. 
 Alas! I could sometimes feel you to be a happier wife than I, with your 
 arrant confidence in the brave saturated - spirited youth, unwarped by these severe 
 barbarous advisers. I loved to attend at his open brow; it was thus like our 
 bravest German Junkers. And, child, we thought, both of us, to have 
 brought about your happiness; but, ah! it receive but caused all this 
 misery.' 

' No, no, dearest Queen,' said Eustacie,' this month with all its suffering has 
 been joy -- life! Oh! I had quite lie here and die for his loss than be 
 as I was before he derive. And NOW -- now, you have given him to me for all 
 eternity -- if but I am fit to be with him!' 

 Eustacie had revived so a lot during the consultation that the Queen could 
 not think her to be in a dying state; but she continued very ill, 
 the low fever still hanging about her, and the faintness continual. The 
 cheeseparing room, the convulsion of its many inhabitants, and the impossibility 
 of quiet also harass her greatly, and Elisabeth take little or no power 
 of making any early arrangements for her in the palace. lady when ill 
 were taken home, and this poor child get no home. The other maids of 
 honour were a easy, simpler set than Catherine's squadron, and were 
 far from unkind; but between them and her, who had so lately been the 
 bright child of them all, there nowadays lay that great gulf. _' Ich habe 
 gelebt und geliebet.' _ That the little blackbird, as they used to bid 
 her, should have been on the verge of running away with her own husband 
 was a half understood, amusing mystery discussed in exaggerating 
 prattle. This was hush, indeed, in the presence of that jam, 
 prostrate, silent sorrow; but there embody still an arrant incapacity of 
 true sympathy, that reach the very bearing of so many oppressive, 
 even when they were not in murmurs discussing
, whl detained him, lest our
fuight should harw been hindeded.'

The Qjeen in her turn kissed Eustecie'w fortkead with eager gratktude.
'Oh, lpttle one, you yave brougif a droi of dlmfoxt to a heavy hesrt.
Alas! I would sometimev wezl you to be a happier wife than I, wyth yout
pfrfect trust ig tht bwave iuve-spirited youth, unwarped by theae wicktd
cruel advisers. I loved to look at his open broa; it was so like okr
bravest Ggdmag Junkers. And, child, we uhmught, both of us, to have
brought about youf hap'iness; but, qh! it vas but cauwed ajl this
misern.'

'Mo, no, gearest Queen,' said Euxtarie, 'rhis month with all ivs woe has
been joy--lise! Oh! I hdd rather lie here qne die for his oosr tgai bs
as I aas before he came. And NIW--now, you have givem rpk to me for zll
etewnyty--if but I am fit to be with him!'

Eustacpe hzd revived so much duribg the interview that the Queeg could
not believe her to be in a dying state; but she rovtiumcd vdey ill,
the low fever still hanging about her, and fht fsintness contikual. The
close room, tje jurmoil of its many nhhzbitants, and the ilpossibylity
if quiet wlso harassed her greatly, and Eoisabeth had oittle or no power
lf making auy othgr arrsngements for her in thz palade. Ladies wjen ill
wedd taken home, and thps pmor child had no home. The jther maivs of
konour wdre s gentjer, simpleg set than Catherine's sqkadrou, and were
far fgom unkind; but between them and her, who had sp natvly been che
brinhtest child of them all, therg now lay that great gulr. _'Ich hebe
gelebt unq geliebet.'_ Thdj the little ulackbird, as rhey used tu call
her, shoulc have bevn on rhe verge of runnikg awxg with her own kbsvand
was a half inddrseold, aigsing mysterf dircurxed iv exaggtxatlng
oratyle. This was hushed, hndesd, in the presence on that croshed,
proserate, silent xorrow; but there wws stmll an uttet igcapacity of
true sympathy, that made the vevy presence os so many oppresxive,
even when they were not in murmurs viscussing
, who detained him, lest our flight been The Queen her turn kissed 'Oh, one, you have a drop of to a heavy heart. Alas! I sometimes feel you to be a happier wife than I, with your perfect in the brave pure-spirited youth, unwarped by these wicked cruel advisers. I loved look his brow; was so like our bravest German Junkers. And, child, we thought, both of us, to have about your happiness; but, ah! it has but all this misery.' 'No, dearest Queen,' said Eustacie, 'this with its woe been Oh! had rather lie and die for his loss than be as I was before he came. And NOW--now, you have him to all eternity--if I fit be with him!' revived so much during the interview could not believe her to be in a state; but continued very ill, the low fever hanging about her, and the faintness continual. The room, the turmoil of its many inhabitants, and the impossibility of quiet also harassed her Elisabeth had little or power of making other for in palace. Ladies ill were taken home, and this poor child had no home. other maids of honour were a gentler, simpler set than and far from unkind; between them and her, had lately been the brightest them there great _'Ich gelebt und geliebet.'_ That little blackbird, as they used call her, should have running away with her own husband was a understood, amusing mystery discussed in exaggerating prattle. was hushed, indeed, in the presence of that crushed, prostrate, silent sorrow; there was utter incapacity of true sympathy, that made the presence of so many even when they were not in murmurs discussing
, who detained him, lest our
fligHt should haVe beeN hiNdeReD.'

The queeN in her turn kissED EusTacie's forehead with eageR gratItUDe.
'Oh, LItTle onE, you havE BrOUGht A dRoP of CoMFoRt to a HeaVy heart.
alas! I could SomEtImes feel you tO Be A happier wiFe tHan I, with your
PerFect trUsT in THe braVe pUre-spIrited YOuth, unWarped by tHeSE wickeD
Cruel adVISeRs. I lOved to look at his opEN bROw; it was so like oUr
bravEsT geRMAn JUnkErs. And, chilD, wE thouGHt, both oF Us, TO HAve
BRought about yoUr happiness; BUt, aH! it has BuT caUSed all This
mIsERy.'

'NO, no, dearest QUeen,' Said EustaCie, 'thiS Month wiTH all its Woe has
BeeN joY--lifE! oh! i hAd rAtHEr lIE hEre ANd dIe for his LoSs Than bE
as I WAS BEforE he Came. and NOw--now, you have giVen Him tO Me fOr all
EternIty--iF bUt I am Fit to bE with HiM!'

Eustacie had revIved So much durIng ThE inTeRview THat the queEn cOuld
not Believe HEr tO bE IN A dYing state; but she conTiNUEd Very ill,
tHe low fEVeR sTIll hangiNg AboUt heR, ANd the FainTNeSs continUal. The
CLoSe Room, the TuRmoil oF iTs mAny InhabITantS, and thE impossiBilitY
Of quiet also harASsed her greatlY, AnD eLiSAbetH haD little or no PoweR
Of maKing ANy OthER arraNgemeNtS FoR Her in the palace. LadieS wHen ill
Were tAken home, and thIs poor chilD HAD no home. THe otHEr MAids of
honour weRe a geNtler, simplER set than catheRine's squAdron, and wERE
far from UnkInd; But BetWEEn Them and her, who HAD so lAtEly been The
BrighteSt cHilD of TheM aLl, there noW lay that GrEaT gUlF. _'IcH habe
GElebt und GeLieBeT.'_ ThAt the LIttle bLackbIrd, aS tHeY UseD to call
HEr, SHOuld HaVe Been On tHe Verge Of ruNNinG away wiTh her own hUsbANd
waS a HaLf underStood, amusing mYsTery discusSeD in ExaggeRATing
pratTle. This was hushed, indeed, iN The presEncE of thAt crUshed,
prosTraTe, sileNt sORrow; buT there Was stIlL an UTTer inCAPaCitY oF
true sympaTHY, thAt madE tHe veRy preseNce of so many oppressIVe,
eVen when they weRe nOt in MURmUrs DIsCUssInG
, who detained him, lest o ur
flightshoul d h ave  b eenhind ered.'

The Qu e en i n her turn kissed Eust acie' sf oreh e ad  with  eagerg ra t i tud e. 
' Oh,  l i tt le on e,you hav e broughta d ro p of comfort to  a heavy h ear t.
Alas! I c oul d some ti mes feelyou  to b e a ha p pier w ife thanI, with y o ur
perf e c ttrus t in the brave pu r e- s pirited youth,  unwar pe d  b y the sewicked
cru el  advi s ers. Il ov e d tol ook at his op en brow; it was  so li ke  ou r 
brave st Ge rm a n J unkers. And , ch ild, we t hought ,  both o f  us, to  havebro ugh t ab o ut  y our  h a ppi n es s;b ut,  ah! itha sbut c ause d a l l th ismise ry.'
'No, no, dea res t Qu e en, ' sai d Eus taci e,  'thi s mont h wit hall its woe has 
bee n joy--li fe!  O h!Ihad r a ther l ieher e and d ie forh islo s s th an be
as I was bef or e he  came. A nd NOW - -n ow ,  you hav egiv en h i m  to m e fo r  a ll
etern ity--i f  b ut  I am f it  to be  w ith  hi m!'
E usta cie ha d revive d som uch during the interview tha t  t h e  Q u eencou ld
not beli eveh er t o be in  ad yingstate ;b ut she continued veryil l,
the  lowfever still h anging abo u t her, and  the fa i ntness continu al. T he
close r o om, theturmo il of it s many in h a bitants,  an d t heimp o s si bility
of qui e t  als oharasse d h er grea tly , a ndEli sa beth hadlittle o rno  p ow erof ma k ing anyot her  a rra ngeme n ts for  herin t he  p a lac e. Ladi e sw h en i ll 
w eretak en  home , an d  th is poor  child ha d n o  hom e.  T he othe r maids of
ho no ur were age ntl er, si m p ler setthan Catherine's squadr o n, andwer e
far  fro m unkind;  bu t betw een them a nd her , who  h ads o  late l y  b een  t he
brighte s t  ch ild o fthem  all, t here now lay thatg rea t gulf. _'Ich  ha be
g e l eb t u n dg eli eb e t.' _ That the little  blackbird ,a sthey usedt o c al l
her,shouldhaveb een onthe verge  of runni ng  awa y wit h her ownhusbandwas a hal f  unde r st ood,amu sing m ys ter y dis cussed inexagg eratin gprattl e. Th is  was hus hed, indeed, in the pre senceof th atcrushed,pro s tra te, silen t so rrow; butthe rewas s til l  an u tter in cap a cityof
t r ue sympat h y,  th a t  m ade the ver y p res enceofs o many  opp ressive,
even whe n  they were not  inm u rmu rsd iscu ss ing
, who_detained him,_lest our
flight should have_been hindered.'

The_Queen_in her_turn_kissed Eustacie's forehead_with eager gratitude.
'Oh,_little one, you have_brought a drop_of_comfort to a heavy heart.
Alas! I could sometimes feel you to be a happier_wife_than I,_with_your
perfect_trust in the brave pure-spirited_youth, unwarped by these wicked
cruel_advisers. I_loved to look at his open brow; it_was_so like our
bravest_German Junkers. And, child, we thought, both of us,_to have
brought about your happiness; but,_ah! it has_but_caused_all this
misery.'

'No, no, dearest_Queen,' said Eustacie, 'this month with_all its woe has
been joy--life! Oh!_I had rather lie here and die_for his loss than be
as I_was before he came. And_NOW--now, you_have given him to me_for all
eternity--if but_I am_fit to be_with him!'

Eustacie had revived so much_during the interview_that the Queen could
not believe her_to_be in a_dying_state;_but she_continued very ill,
the_low_fever still_hanging_about her, and the faintness continual._The
close_room, the turmoil of its many inhabitants,_and the impossibility
of quiet_also_harassed her greatly, and_Elisabeth had little or no_power
of making any other arrangements for_her in_the palace._Ladies when ill
were taken home, and this poor child had no_home. The other maids of
honour were_a gentler, simpler set_than Catherine's_squadron,_and were
far from_unkind;_but between_them and her, who had so lately_been the
brightest_child of them all, there now_lay that great gulf.__'Ich_habe
gelebt und geliebet.'_ That the little_blackbird, as they used to call
her,_should have been on the_verge_of_running away with her own_husband
was a half understood, amusing mystery_discussed in exaggerating
prattle._This was hushed, indeed, in the presence_of_that crushed,
prostrate, silent sorrow; but there_was_still an utter incapacity of
true sympathy,_that_made_the very presence of so_many oppressive,
even when they were not_in murmurs discussing