The lad would seem to suppose, that his cousin's strong interest in their domestic ways of going on was all on account of Madame Babette.

At last he worked his cousin up to the point of making him a confidant: and then the boy was half frightened at the torrent of vehement words he had unloosed.

The lava came down with a greater rush for having been pent up so long.

Morin cried out his words in a hoarse, passionate voice, clenched his teeth, his fingers, and seemed almost convulsed, as he spoke out his terrible love for Virginie, which would lead him to kill her sooner than see her another's; and if another stepped in between him and her!--and then he smiled a fierce, triumphant smile, but did not say any more.
"Pierre was, as I said, half-frightened; but also half-admiring.

This was really love--a 'grande passion,'-- a really fine dramatic thing,--like the plays they acted at the little theatre yonder.