Everything is going round and round in my head like a millwheel.

The first thing to do is to see about my mother, who is lamenting down there at the house--I must find her a comfortable place to live." The young girl had become very thoughtful.
"Claudet," replied she, "I know you are very proud, very sensitive, and could not wish to hurt your feelings.

Therefore, I pray you not to take in ill part that which I am going to say-in short, if you should get into any trouble, you will, I hope, remember that you have friends at La Thuiliere, and that you will come to seek us." The 'grand chasserot' reddened.
"I shall never take amiss what you may say to me, Reine!" faltered he; "for I can not doubt your good heart--I have known it since the time when we played together in the cure's garden, while waiting for the time to repeat the catechism.

But there is no hurry as yet; the heir will not arrive for several weeks, and by that time, I trust, we shall have had a chance to turn round." They had reached the boundary of the forest where the fields of La Thuiliere begin.
By the last fading light of day they could distinguish the black outline of the ancient forge, now become a grange, and a light was twinkling in one of the low windows of the farm.
"Here you are at home," continued Claudet, laying the bundle of nuts on the flat stone wall which surrounded the farm buildings; "I wish you good-night." "Will you not come in and get warm ?" "No; I must go back," replied he.
"Good-night, then, Claudet; au revoir and good courage!" He gazed at her for a moment in the deepening twilight, then, abruptly pressing her hands: "Thank you, Reine," murmured he in a choking voice, "you are a good girl, and I love you very much!" He left the young mistress of the farm precipitately, and plunged again into the woods..