outer room, followed by Janette—"I assure you, Mam'selle (said she), if you had sat a little while with Monsieur, you would have liked him vastly, he is so gentle and good-humoured; did you observe what a beautiful smile he has?"
"Yes—no," answered Madeline moving to the door.
"Do you know, Mam'selle, (cried Janette, still following) I was obliged to restore the little picture; he enquired so particularly about it, and seemed so uneasy at the idea of losing it, that I could not find in my heart to keep it from him."
As Madeline walked back, she regretted the confusion she had betrayed at the sight of de Sevignie, which she feared he might impute to a consciousness of his sentiments towards her; and his wish of concealing them was so obvious, that the idea of being suspected of knowing them, shocked her beyond measure. She therefore resolved, if ever they again met, to have a better guard
