[Caroline:]
OR,
THE EFFECTS OF A MISFORTUNE.
"How delighted I am that Robert is gone!" exclaimed Caroline de Manzay, as she entered her mother's room; "I never knew anybody so disagreeable!"
"What!" said Madame de Manzay, "not even Denis?"
"Oh! that is quite different; Denis is teazing and troublesome, meddles with everything, and is angry when prevented; he jeers and laughs at one, and becomes passionate and insulting when contradicted; but then he is a mere child, and one overlooks it."
"You did not seem very ready to do so: you were always quarrelling, and could say very insulting things yourself sometimes."
"For all that I like him better than Robert."
"Yet Robert never teazed you; he is very reasonable."
"To be sure he is; he is twenty years old: and how proud he is! Because he is five years older than I am he treats me like a little girl, and to-day he told me I was a spoiled child."
"Robert is not the first person who has said that, my dear; but for what reason did he pay you this compliment?"