Monsieur Horace, as it pleased Madelon to call him, knew
nothing of all this, we may be sure; but he was very good and
tender to the little girl, and did all he could to cheer and
console her in the sudden overpowering fits of grief that came
upon her from time to time. Finding that she liked to talk of
the past, he encouraged her to do so, being anxious, indeed,
to learn all he could of her former life, and to ascertain,
if, after all, there were indeed no friends to whom he could
apply, in the event of his mission to her Aunt Therese
proving, from any cause, unsuccessful. But as before, on this
point he obtained no sort of satisfaction. Madelon never got
much beyond the Florence artists, and her German countess, and
Russian princess. M. Linders, it was evident, had had no
friends beyond the acquaintance he had made at the different
places at which he had been wont to tarry from time to time;
and these, for the most part, Graham inferred to have been of
so doubtful a character that he could only rejoice for
Madelon's sake that all further chance of connection was
broken off.
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