“O doctor!”
“Can’t help it. I did not make men and women. We must take human nature as we find it, and thank God for it on the whole. Have you nothing else to confide to me?”
“No, doctor.”
“Are you sure?”
“No, dear friend. But this is very near my heart,” faltered Josephine.
The doctor sighed; then said gently, “They shall be happy: as happy as you wish them.”
Meantime, in another room, a reconciliation scene was taking place, and the mutual concessions of two impetuous but generous spirits.
The baroness noticed the change in Josephine’s appearance.
She asked Rose what could be the matter.
“Some passing ailment,” was the reply.