"Yes, my child, that million will be yours on your marriage."
Miette looked from her mother to her father, not knowing whether she ought to accept, and seriously embarrassed. With a sweet smile, Monsieur Roger added,—
"And so, you see, you will be able to choose a husband that you like."
Then, quietly and without hesitation, Miss Miette said,—
"It will be Paul Solange."
[CHAPTER VII.]
VACATION.
Monsieur and Madame Dalize could not help smiling in listening to this frank declaration of their daughter: "It will be Paul Solange."