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"The name by which
you know me may mislead you," she suggested anxiously. "My late husband
assumed the name in his exile here. Perhaps, if I told you--"
The daughter stopped her there. "My dear mother, leave this to me." The
widow sighed resignedly, and resumed her work. "Madame Marillac will do
very well as a name," the girl continued, turning to Stella, "until we
know something more of each other. I suppose you are well acquainted
with the person whom you represent?"
"Certainly, or I should not be here."
"You know the person's family connections, in that case? and you can say
for certain whether they are French connections or not?"
"I can say for certain," Stella answered, "that they are English
connections. I represent a friend who feels kindly toward Madame
Marillac; nothing more."
"You see, mother, you were mistaken. Bear it as bravely, dear, as you
have borne other trials." Saying this very tenderly, she addressed
herself once more to Stella, without attempting to conceal the
accompanying change in her manner to coldness and distrust.


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