"The frequent visits, however, paid to the other children by their
friends, could not but lead me, at length, to reflect on the difference
of my lot. No father, no mother, ever inquired for me; and the first
sigh that ever swelled my bosom, was for those relations, whom fate
prohibited me from ever knowing."
A half-stifled sigh escaped Sir Henry; which was gently returned by
Louise, who, after a moment's pause, again proceeded.
"Sister Françoise soon observed, and learned the cause of my dejection.
'You have no acknowledged parents, Louise,' she said; 'but I will be
your mother, and you shall love me as a daughter.' She burst into tears;
I kissed them off her cheek as she embraced me, and, pleased with the
idea of mother, soon regained my cheerfulness. From that time, I became
the nearly inseparable companion of sister Françoise: I addressed her
by the name of mother, I believed her such, and fully did her tenderness
authorise the title.
"It was not till I was fourteen, that mother St. Claire put into my
possession the miniature found with me, and informed me of the
circumstance which had placed me under her protection, and of her
intentions that I should take the veil. The latter intelligence,
repugnant as it was to my inclinations, affected me less than the
knowledge of my orphan state. 'And is not sister Françoise then my
mother?' I would have asked; but tears impeded my utterance; and,
throwing my arms round the neck of St. Claire, I wept in silence. She
tenderly embraced me; and when the violence of my grief was abated,
exhorted me to resignation to the state that Providence had assigned me;
and explained the reasons which rendered a life of seclusion necessary
to one, who without friends could only look for infamy and destruction
in the world.
"'Yet do not, dear mother,' I exclaimed, 'force me to be a nun--at
least, not yet!'
"'Force you, my child!' repeated the venerable woman, 'never! Forced
vows cannot be sincere; and sincere indeed ought those to be, which are
offered to your God! You yet are young: but two years hence, if I be in
existence, I hope to receive you at the altar. I have pointed out the
dangers which would attend you, in a world you are a stranger to; you
know the peaceful happiness, the security which reign within these
walls: let both be the subject of your reflections; and too well am I
assured of the sense, the goodness of heart my girl possesses, to doubt
her cheerful acquiescence in the lot assigned her."
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