18/34 She is your wife!" "Gustave, Gustave,--_my husband!_" exclaimed Lenora, as they threw themselves into each other's arms, and the first kiss of love--the first consecrated kiss--was exchanged on the breast of that happy father, who wept over and blessed his children. None of you will, therefore, ever know where Gustave and Lenora dwell. I know Monsieur and Madame Denecker intimately, and have taken many a walk around Grinselhof with two charming little children and their venerable _grandfather_. I have often beheld the beautiful picture of peace, love, and domestic happiness that is seen in that old house beneath the grim ancestral portraits or in the fresh air under the trees. |