If they make vows to the
Lady of St. Foye they will pay them as religiously as if they had
made them to the Most High, to whom we are commanded to pay our
vows!"
"Well, Dame, some turn to the east and some to the west to pay their
vows, but the holiest shrine is where true love is, and there alone
the oracle speaks in response to young hearts. Amelie, sweet,
modest flower that she is, pays her vows to Our Lady of St. Foye,
Pierre his to Amelie! I will be bound, dame, there is no saint in
the calendar so holy in his eyes as herself!"
"Nor deserves to be, master! Theirs is no ordinary affection. If
love be the fulfilling of the law, all law is fulfilled in these
two, for never did the elements of happiness mingle more sweetly in
the soul of a man and a woman than in Pierre and Amelie!"
"It will restore your youth, dame, to live with Pierre and Amelie,"
replied the Bourgeois. "Amelie insists on it, not because of
Pierre, she says, but for your own sake. She was moved to tears one
day, dame, when she made me relate your story.
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