I much prefer the novels of Ducray-Dumenil to all these English romances.

I'm too good a Norman to fall in love with foreign things,--above all when they come from England." Madame Mignon, notwithstanding her melancholy, could not help smiling at the idea of Madame Latournelle reading Childe Harold.

The stern scion of a parliamentary house accepted the smile as an approval of her doctrine.
"And, therefore, my dear Madame Mignon," she went on, "you have taken Modeste's fancies, which are nothing but the results of her reading, for a love-affair.

Remember, she is just twenty.

Girls fall in love with themselves at that age; they dress to see themselves well-dressed.