The
conference over, Angelique speedily dismissed De Pean. She was in
no mood for flirtation with him. Her mind was taken up with the
possibility of danger to Le Gardeur in this plot, which she saw
clearly was the work of others, and not of himself, although he was
expected to be a chief actor in it.
CHAPTER XLVIII.
"IN GOLD CLASPS LOCKS IN THE GOLDEN STORY."
Love is like a bright river when it springs from the fresh fountains
of the heart. It flows on between fair and ever-widening banks
until it reaches the ocean of eternity and happiness.
The days illuminated with the brightest sunshine are those which
smile over the heads of a loving pair who have found each other, and
with tender confessions and mutual avowals plighted their troth and
prepared their little bark for sailing together down the changeful
stream of time.
So it had been through the long Indian summer days with Pierre
Philibert and Amelie de Repentigny. Since the blessed hour they
plighted their troth in the evening twilight upon the shore of the
little lake of Tilly, they had showed to each other, in the heart's
confessional, the treasures of true human affection, holy in the
eyes of God and man.
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