Tell me, Henri, is your lady beautiful ?" "Alas! she is not mine." "Is she beautiful?
Her name ?" "I do not know it." "Come, now." "On my honor." "My friend, I begin to think it is more dangerous than I thought; it is not sadness, but madness." "She never spoke but once before me, and since then I have not heard the sound of her voice." "And you have not inquired about her ?" "Of whom ?" "Why, of the neighbors." "She lives in her own house, and no one knows her." "Ah! _ca!_ then she is a ghost!" "She is a woman, tall and beautiful as a nymph, serious and grave as the angel Gabriel!" "When did you meet her ?" "One day I followed a young girl to the church of La Gypecienne, and I entered a little garden close to it, where there is a stone seat under some trees.

Do you know this garden, Anne ?" "No; but never mind--go on." "It began to grow dark; I had lost sight of the young girl, and in seeking her I arrived at this seat.

I saw a woman's dress, and held out my hands.

'Pardon, monsieur,' said the voice of a man whom I had not noticed, and he gently but firmly pushed me away." "He dared to touch you, Henri ?" "Listen; he had his face hidden in a sort of frock, and I took him for a monk.

Besides, he impressed me also by the polite manner of his warning; for, as he spoke, he pointed out to me the woman, whose white dress had attracted me, and who was kneeling before the seat as though it were an altar.