"Never more so."
"M'sieur really wants to make me the Comtesse de Bonzag?"
"Dame! I tell you my intentions are honorable."
"M'sieur will let me ask him one question?"
"A dozen even."
"M'sieur remembers that I am a widow—"
"With one child, yes."
"M'sieur, pardon me; I have been thinking much, and I have been thinking of my little girl. What would M'sieur want me to do?"
The Comte reflected, and said generously: "I do not adopt her; but, if you like, she shall live here."
"Then, M'sieur," said Francine, dropping on her knees, "I thank M'sieur very much. M'sieur is too kind, too good—"