You thought yourself wonderfully clever then, Marie; you were quite a prophetess then.

Why should not I now foresee a little.

Why should not I also be clever ?" "Well, Victorine, time will shew," said Marie, smiling through her tears; "but do not teach me to love him too dearly, till I know whether he will value my love.

If he would prize it, I fear he might have it for the asking for; but I will not throw it at his feet, that he should keep it loosely for awhile, and then scorn it, and lay it by.".