15/24 She had eyes for no finery that afternoon. He was cast down, too, to think how things might go with him when this trouble came. It entered his thoughts that he had lain long on a bed of roses in this pleasant corner of Dauphiny, and he was smitten now with fear lest of the roses he should find nothing remaining but the thorns. If ever chance or fate should bring him my way, by God! he shall hang without shrift." Then she put her anger from her; put from her, too, the insolence and scorn with which so lavishly she had addressed him hitherto. |