"'Tis delightful indeed (cried Clermont), to a mind that has been harassed by care."
"Would to heaven (exclaimed de Sevignie, with fervour), fate had destined a situation of such tranquillity for me!"
"Not now," cried Clermont.
"Yes, at this very period," replied de Sevignie.
"Suppress such a wish, my friend (said Clermont); it is unworthy of you; it would be an ill requital to the goodness of Providence, if you sought to bury such talents as it has given you (talents calculated to benefit mankind) in obscurity; besides, you could not at present enjoy such a situation."
"Not enjoy it!" repeated de Sevignie, with a degree of astonishment.
"No (replied Clermont); at your time of life you cannot have seen much of the world, or experienced many of its vicissitudes; and without doing so, we can seldom, or rather never I should say, understand the real value of rural tranquillity.
