The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 06, No. 35, September, 1860 by Various
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you altogether from what you were. You would frighten the Domrémy
children with such a face as that; they used not to fear Jacqueline." "I shall soon be sailing on a smoother sea. As it is, do not speak of my looks. That is too foolish." "But, oh, I feel as if I must hold you,--hold you!--you are leaving me!" "Come on, Elsie!" exclaimed Jacqueline, as though she almost hoped this of her dear companion. "But where?" asked Elsie, not so tenderly. "Where God leads. I cannot tell." "I do not understand." "You would not think the Truth worth buying at the price of your life?" "My life?" "Or such a price as he pays who--has been branded to-day?" "It was not the truth to your mother,--or to mine. It was not the truth to any one we ever knew, till we came here to Meaux." "It is true to my heart, Elsie. It is true to my conscience. I know that I can live for it. And it may be"-- |
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