"Why to tell you the truth, Mademoiselle (cried Floretta) but remember it must go no farther, I believe my lady thinks you are too pretty to be seen by Monsieur."
"Heavens! (exclaimed Madeline) what would you have me imagine that your lady could harbour a suspicion of me?"
"Lord, no, to be sure I would not, (said Floretta) 'tis the very last thing in the world I would have you imagine, because it would be the most unjust idea you could form; 'tis not of you, but Monsieur, she harbours a suspicion; she knows if he saw you—"
"Would to God I had not consented to stay in the house," interrupted Madeline.
The motive for Madame D'Alembert's concealing her was now explained; the motive which prompted her lamented benefactress so repeatedly to tell her not to continue in the chateau, if Monsieur D'Alembert came to it.
