Norbert was in the deepest despair at these signs of grief.
"Great heavens!" cried he.

"Will you not trust me?
Am not I your truest and most devoted friend ?" At first she refused to answer him, but at length she yielded to his entreaties, and confessed that the evening before her father had informed her that a young man had sought her hand in marriage, and one who was a perfectly eligible suitor.
Norbert listened to this avowal, trembling from head to foot, with a sudden access of jealousy.
"And did you make no objections ?" asked he.
"How could I ?" retorted she.

"What can a girl do in opposition to the will of all her family, when she has to choose between the alternative that she loathes, or a life-long seclusion in a convent ?" Daumon shook with laughter, as he kept his ear closely to the keyhole.
"Good business," muttered he.

"Not so bad.

Here's a little girl from a convent.