I think, dear child, that this will pain you as much as it does me.
"Gaos, the son, sends you his kind remembrance; he has renewed his articles with Captain Guermeur of the _Marie_, and the departure for Iceland was rather early this year, for they set sail on the first of the month, two days before our poor Gaud's trouble, and he don't know of it yet.
"But you can easily imagine that we shall not get them wed now, for she will be obliged to work for her daily bread." Sylvestre dwelt stupor-stricken; this bad news quite spoiled his glee at going out to fight..