Hesitating a little as she approached her brother, she said to him, anxiously: "I am sorry for what happened with Madame Danville, Louis.

Does it make you think the worse of Charles ?" "I can make allowance for Madame Danville's anger," returned Trudaine, evasively, "because she spoke from honest conviction." "Honest ?" echoed Rose, sadly, "honest ?--ah, Louis! I know you are thinking disparagingly of Charles's convictions, when you speak so of his mother's." Trudaine smiled and shook his head; but she took no notice of the gesture of denial--only stood looking earnestly and wistfully into his face.

Her eyes began to fill; she suddenly threw her arms round his neck, and whispered to him: "Oh, Louis, Louis! how I wish I could teach you to see Charles with my eyes!" He felt her tears on his cheek as she spoke, and tried to reassure her.
"You shall teach me, Rose--you shall, indeed.

Come, come, we must keep up our spirits, or how are you to look your best to-morrow ?" He unclasped her arms, and led her gently to a chair.

At the same moment there was a knock at the door, and Rose's maid appeared, anxious to consult her mistress on some of the preparations for the wedding ceremony.