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hedge, has become reconciled vith his family, â€” at least, with one of his nieces, who has come to live with him. She is not bad-looking, â€” a tall blonde with a nose that is too long, but with a fresh com- plexion and a good figure. People say she is to keep the house, and take Rose's place.
As for Mme. Gouin, Rose's death must have been a blow to her Simday mornings. She saw at once that she could not get along without a leading lady. Now, it iÂ« that pest of a haberdasher who leads off in the gossip, and undertakes to maintain the admiration of the girls of Mesnil-Roy for the clandestine talents of this infamous grocer. Yes- terday being Sunday, I went to the grocery-shop. It was a very brilliant occasion; they were all there. There was very little said about Rose, and, when I told the story of the wills, there was a general shout of laughter. Ah! the captain was right when he said to me: " Everything can be re- placed." But the haberdasher has not Rose's authority, for she is a woman concerning whom, from the point of view of morals, there unhappily is nothing to be said.
In what a hurry I am to see Joseph ! With what nervous impatience I await the moment when I shall know what I must hope or fear from destiny! I can no longer live as I am living now. Never have I been so distressed by this mediocre life that I live, by these people whom I serve, by all these