"We will discharge a portion of our debt to
Pierre for this welcome visit by a day on the lake,--we will make up
a water-party. What say you, brother? The gentlemen shall light
fires, the ladies shall make tea, and we will have guitars and
songs, and maybe a dance, brother! and then a glorious return home
by moonlight! What say you to my programme, Le Gardeur de
Repentigny? What say you, Pierre Philibert?"
"It is a good programme, sister, but leave me out of it. I shall
only mar the pleasure of the rest; I will not go to the lake. I
have been trying ever since my return home to recognize Tilly;
everything looks to me in an eclipse, and nothing bright as it once
was, not even you, Amelie. Your smile has a curious touch of
sadness in it which does not escape my eyes; accursed as they have
been of late, seeing things they ought not to see, yet I can see
that, and I know it, too; I have given you cause to be sad, sister."
"Hush, brother! it is a sin against your dear eyes to speak of them
thus! Tilly is as bright and joyous as ever.
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