the arms of the sacked nun

the arms of the sacked nun

The sacked nun again pressed her daughter in her arms.

"Come, let me kiss you!You say that prettily.When we are in the country, we will place these little shoes on an infant Jesus in the church.We certainly owe that to the good, holy Virgin.What a pretty voice you have!When you spoke to me just now, it was music!Ah! my Lord God! I have found my child again!But is this story credible nu skin hk? Nothing will kill one--or I should have died of joy."

And then she began to clap her hands again and to laugh and to cry out: "We are going to be so happy!"

At that moment, the cell resounded with the clang of arms and a galloping of horses which seemed to be coming from the pont Notre-Dame, amid advancing farther and farther along the quay.The gypsy threw herself with anguish into.

"Save me! save me! mother! they are coming!"

"Oh, heaven! what are you saying?I had forgotten!

"I know not," replied the unhappy child; "but I am condemned to die."

"To die!" said Gudule, staggering as though struck by lightning; "to die!" she repeated slowly, gazing at her daughter with staring eyes ohmykids.

"Yes, mother," replied the frightened young girl, "they want to kill me.They are coming to seize me.That gallows is for me!Save me! save me!They are coming! Save me!"

The recluse remained for several moments motionless and petrified, then she moved her head in sign of doubt, and suddenly giving vent to a burst of laughter, but with that terrible laugh which had come back to her,--

"Ho! ho! no! 'tis a dream of which you are telling me. Ah, yes!I lost her, that lasted fifteen years, and then I found her again, and that lasted a minute!And they would take her from me again!And now, when she is beautiful, when she is grown up, when she speaks to me, when she loves me; it is now that they would come to devour her, before my very eyes, and I her mother!Oh! no! these things are not possible. The good God does not permit such things as that Dream beauty pro hard sell."