Like all girls who are in love, Emilie cherished the hope of beingable to hide her feelings at the bottom of her heart by putting theArgus-eyes that watched on the wrong tack; but by the end of afortnight there was not a member of the large family party who was notin this little domestic secret. When Monsieur Longueville called forthe third time, Emilie believed it was chiefly for her sake. Thisdiscovery gave her such intoxicating pleasure that she was startled asshe reflected on it. There was something in it somewhat painful to herpride. Accustomed as she was to be the centre of her world, she wasobliged to recognize a force that attracted her outside herself; shetried to resist, but she could not chase from her heart thefascinating image of the youthful man.