supped the preceding night, and which, like the chamber of Madeline, looked into what Madame Fleury called the garden.
After breakfast she rose, and told Madeline she must leave her—"I go every morning to church (cried she); while I am absent, you can amuse yourself with reading; you'll find some books in that closet," pointing to one at the end of the room.
Madeline thought it odd her not being asked to accompany her to church; and she was just on the point of requesting permission to do so, when she recollected, that perhaps Madame Fleury might have some places after the service was over to call at, which she did not wish to bring her to; she therefore timely checked herself, and said she would either walk in the garden, or read.
As soon as she was alone, she examined the books, but she found none that pleased her; and even if she had, her mind was too
