Dans quatre heures vous serez heureuse.

Allons du courage, et surtout soyez maitre de vous meme." "Thanks!" I exclaimed in a calm matter-of-fact way as I perceived the sudden tremor that seized her as she recognized the handwriting and realized that the words were for her.

"My friend says he will pay my week's rent and bids me be at home to receive him," said I, turning upon the two ferocious faces peering over her shoulder, with a look of meek unsuspiciousness in my eye, that in a theatre would have brought down the house.
"Is that what those words say, you ?" asked the father, pointing over her shoulder to the paper she held.
"I will translate for you word by word what it says," replied she, nerving herself for the crisis till her face was like marble, though I could see she could not prevent the gleam of secret rapture that had visited her, from flashing fitfully across it.

"Calmez vous, mon amie.
Do not be afraid, my friend.

Il vous aime et il vous cherche.