" He smoothed the skins with his
hand.
"Manette, she will live with you?" Pauline asked. "Oh no, her husband
wouldn't like that. You see, Manette is to be married. She told me to
tell you all about it."
He told her all there was to tell of Manette's courtship, and added that
the wedding would take place in the spring.
"Manette wanted it when the leaves first flourish and the birds come
back," he said gaily; "and so she's not going to live with me at the
Seigneury, you see. No, there it is, as fine a house, good enough for
a prince, and I shall be there alone, unless--"
His eyes met hers, and he caught the light that was in them, before the
eyelids drooped over them and she turned her head to the fire. "But the
spring is two months off yet," he added.
"The spring?" she asked, puzzled, yet half afraid to speak.
"Yes, I'm going into my new house when Manette goes into her new house--
in the spring. And I won't go alone if--"
He caught her eyes again, but she rose hurriedly and said: "You must
sleep now. Good-night." She held out her hand.
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