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“ How strange!” replied Marie, “and
I have so often thought that beauty must
make it easy to be good. You will never
envy any one, Miss Pauline.”

“Q Marie,” she cried, “I am glad
you know, too, what it is to have bad
thoughts ; but what do you do then?”

“T try to say, ‘Get thee behind me,
Satan,” said Marie; “and it is that
which makes the thought of heaven so
“sweet. There will be no more sin, nor
sorrow, nor pain there.”

Pauline said no more when her friend
spoke of heaven; it awoke no joyful chord
in her heart, earth was still so fair to her.

While Pauline and Marie were thus
becoming yearly more attached to each
other, the angry feelings which had been’
roused in so many of the over-wrought
and over-taxed poor in Paris against the
higher classes were yearly increasing in
bitterness.