CHAPTER VI.
The world seemed very hard to Marie Bromar when she was left alone.
Though there were many who loved her, of whose real affection she had no doubt, there was no one to whom she could go for assistance.
Her uncle in this matter was her enemy, and her aunt was completely under her uncle's guidance.

Madame Voss spoke to her often in these days of the coming of Adrian Urmand, but the manner of her speaking was such that no comfort could be taken from it.

Madame Voss would risk an opinion as to the room which the young man ought to occupy, and the manner in which he should be fed and entertained.

For it was thoroughly understood that he was coming on this occasion as a lover and not as a trader, and that he was coming as the guest of Michel Voss, and not as a customer to the inn.

'I suppose he can take his supper like the other people,' Marie said to her aunt.