Before Toinette Girard made up her mind to marry Prosper Leclère, —you remember the man at Abbéville who had such a brave heart that he was not willing to fight with an old friend, —before Toinette perceived and understood how brave Prosper was, it seemed as if she were very much in doubt whether she did not love some one else more than she loved him, whether he and she really were made for each other, whether, in short, she cared for him enough to give herself entirely to him.