"Gabriel has been admitted to the Ecole Polytechnique.

The difficulties that seemed in the way have all been removed." Marguerite thanked him with a smile as she said:-- "My savings will now come in play! Martha, we must begin to-morrow on Gabriel's outfit.

My poor Felicie, we shall have to work hard," she added, kissing her sister's forehead.
"To-morrow you shall have him at home, to remain ten days," said Emmanuel; "he must be in Paris by the fifteenth of November." "My cousin Gabriel has done a sensible thing," said the lawyer, eyeing the professor from head to foot; "for he will have to make his own way.
But, my dear cousin, the question now is how to save the honor of the family: will you listen to what I say this time ?" "No," she said, "not if it relates to marriage." "Then what will you do ?" "I ?--nothing." "But you are of age." "I shall be in a few days.

Have you any course to suggest to me," she added, "which will reconcile our interests with the duty we owe to our father and to the honor of the family ?" "My dear cousin, nothing can be done till your uncle arrives.

When he does, I will call again." "Adieu, monsieur," said Marguerite.
"The poorer she is the more airs she gives herself," thought the notary.
"Adieu, mademoiselle," he said aloud.