Accordingly he did
leave Granpere, and became the right hand, and indeed the head, and
backbone, and best leg of his old cousin Madame Faragon of the Poste
at Colmar. Now the matter on which these few words occurred was a
question of love--whether George Voss should fall in love with and
marry his step-mother's niece Marie Bromar. But before anything
farther can be said of these few words, Madame Voss and her niece
must be introduced to the reader.
Madame Voss was nearly twenty years younger than her husband, and
had now been a wife some five or six years. She had been brought
from Epinal, where she had lived with a married sister, a widow,
much older than herself--in parting from whom on her marriage there
had been much tribulation. 'Should anything happen to Marie,' she
had said to Michel Voss, before she gave him her troth, 'you will
let Minnie Bromar come to me?' Michel Voss, who was then hotly in
love with his hoped-for bride--hotly in love in spite of his four-
and-forty years--gave the required promise.
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