This great passion, which now enthralled his whole life, and the certainty that his love was returned, had done away with a great deal of his bashfulness and timidity.

He had resumed his acquaintanceship with Montlouis, and had often been with him to the Cafe Castille.

Montlouis was only for a short time at Poitiers, for as soon as spring began he was to join the young Count de Mussidan, who had promised to find some employment for him.

The approaching departure was not at all to Montlouis' taste, as he was madly in love with a young girl who resided in the town.

He told all to Norbert; and as confidence begets confidence, he more than once accompanied the young Marquis to the door in the garden wall of the Count de Laurebourg's town house.
April came at last.