"I am sure of it."
"You make me very happy, monsieur."
"I no longer believed myself capable of making a young girl happy, and I am exceedingly proud. I am very glad that you have told me this whole story, my little neighbor; and on your side, I hope that you will not regret it."
"How kind you are to take an interest in me, monsieur."
"Now we have talked enough and I must leave you; rest, sleep, and everything will go well; but above all, no more flowers in your bedroom!"
"Oh, no! you see that there are none here now, monsieur."
"There is still one—but that one will never do any harm."
Roncherolle went away, and the girl fell asleep.
XXXIX
PURE LOVE
For several days the Comte de Brévanne walked upon the boulevard where the pretty flower girl ordinarily stood, to no purpose. At last, after allowing three days to elapse without going to Paris, he went thither again, and as he drew near the Château d'Eau, he saw that Violette was once more in her place.