It makes me feel sad to leave all these pretty things,--so many of them--" She hesitated, and glanced at her father.
"So intimately associated with your dear mother, you were about to say," replied he.

"That thought is often present with me, and the idea of parting with them pains me to the heart.

But I do not intend they shall ever be handled by strangers.

We will pack them carefully and leave them with Madame Guirlande; and when we get settled abroad, in some nice little cottage, we will send for them.

But when you have been in Paris, when you have seen the world and the world has seen you, perhaps you won't be contented to live in a cottage with your old Papasito.