Ah! if that idea should come into Savinien's head!--times are so changed that the objections would not come from your side, especially after his late conduct--" The amazement into which the speech threw the old lady alone enabled him to finish it.
"You have lost your senses," she said at last.
"Think it over, madame; God grant that your son may conduct himself in future in a manner to win that old man's respect." "If it were not you, Monsieur l'abbe," said Madame de Portenduere, "if it were any one else who spoke to me in that way--" "You would not see him again," said the abbe, smiling.

"Let us hope that your dear son will enlighten you as to what occurs in Paris in these days as to marriages.

You will think only of Savinien's good; as you really have helped to compromise his future you will not stand in the way of his making himself another position." "And it is you who say that to me ?" "If I did not say it to you, who would ?" cried the abbe rising and making a hasty retreat.
As he left the house he saw Ursula and her godfather standing in their courtyard.

The weak doctor had been so entreated by Ursula that he had just yielded to her.

She wanted to go with him to Paris, and gave a thousand reasons.