Madame de Frontignac was accustomed to the effect of her charms; but there was so much love in the admiration now directed towards her, that her own warm, nature was touched, and she threw out the glow of her feelings with a magnetic power. Mary never felt the cold, habitual reserve of her education so suddenly melt, never felt herself so naturally falling into language of confidence and endearment with a stranger; and as her face, so delicate and spiritual, grew bright with love, Madame de Frontignac thought she had never seen anything so beautiful, and, stretching out her hands towards her, she exclaimed, in her own language,-- "_Mais, mon Dieu! mon enfant, que tu es belle_!" Mary's deep blush, at her ignorance of the language in which her visitor spoke, recalled her to herself;--she laughed a clear, silvery laugh, and laid her jewelled little hand on Mary's with a caressing movement. "_He_ shall not teach you French, _ma toute belle_" she said, indicating the Abbé, by a pretty, wilful gesture; "_I_ will teach you;--and you shall teach me English. Oh, I shall try _so_ hard to learn!" she said. There was something inexpressibly pretty and quaint in the childish lisp with which she pronounced English. Mary was completely won over. She could have fallen into the arms of this wondrously beautiful fairy princess, expecting to be carried away by her to Dream-land. Meanwhile, Mrs. Scudder was gravely discoursing with Colonel Burr and M. de Frontignac; and the Abbé, a small and gentlemanly personage, with clear black eye, delicately-cut features, and powdered hair, appeared to be absorbed in his efforts to follow the current of a conversation imperfectly understood. Burr, the while, though seeming to be entirely and politely absorbed in the conversation he was conducting, lost not a glimpse of the picturesque aside which was being enacted between the two fair ones whom he had thus brought together. He smiled quietly when he saw the effect Madame de Frontignac produced on Mary. "After all, the child has flesh and blood!" he thought, "and may feel that there are more things in heaven and earth than she has dreamed of yet. A few French ideas won't hurt her." The arrangements about lessons being completed, the party returned to the carriage. Madame de Frontignac was enthusiastic in Mary's praise. "_Cependant_" she said, leaning back, thoughtfully, after having exhausted herself in superlatives,--"_cependant elle est dévote,--et à dix-neuf comment cela se peut il_?" "It is the effect of her austere education," said Burr. "It is not possible for you to conceive how young people are trained in the religious families of this country." "But yet," said Madame, "it gives her a grace altogether peculiar; something in her looks went to my heart. I could find it very easy to love her, because she is really good." "The Queen of Hearts should know all that is possible in loving," said Burr.