rl and an old philosopher, the friend of
humanity. Suppose, then, that these frequent services that you have
rendered to me and mine have suddenly opened my eyes; or, rather," added
the young girl, in a serious tone, "suppose that heaven, who gives to
the mother the instinct to defend her child, has given me, along with
happiness, the instinct to preserve my happiness, and that a vague
presentiment, by throwing light on a thousand circumstances until now
obscure, has suddenly revealed to me that, instead of being the friend,
you are perhaps, the most dangerous enemy of myself and family."

"So we pass from the execution to suppositions," said Rodin, still
immovable.

"And from suppositions, sir, if you must have it, to certainty," resumed
Adrienne, with dignified firmness; "yes, now I believe that I was for
awhile your dupe, and I tell you, without hate, without anger, but with
regret--that it is painful to see a man of your sense and intelligence
stoop to such machinations, and, after having recourse to so many
diabolical manoeuvres, finish at last by being ridiculous; for, believe
me, there is nothing more ridiculous for a man like you, than to
be vanquished by a young girl, who has no weapon, no defence, no
instructor, but her love. In a word, sir, I look upon you from to-day as
an implacable and dangerous enemy; for I half perceive your aim, without
guessing by what means you will seek to accomplish it, No doubt your
future means will be worthy of the past. Well! in spite of all this,
I do not fear you. From tomorrow, my family will be informed of
everything, and an active, intelligent, resolute union will keep us all
upon our guard, for it doubtless concerns this enormous inheritance, of
which they wish to deprive us. Now, what connection can there be between
the wrongs I reproach you with and the pecuniary end proposed? I do
not at all know--but you have told me yourself that our enemies are
so dangerously skillful, and their craft so far-reaching, that we must
expect all, be prepared for all. I will remember the lesson. I have
promised you frankness, sir, and now I suppose you have it."

"It would be an imprudent frankness if I were your enemy," said Rodin,
still impassible; "but you also promised me some advice, my dear young
lady."

"My advice will be short; do not attempt to continue the struggle,
because, you see, there is something stronger than you and yours--it is
a woman's resolve, defending her happi