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The words stared me in the face 'At the request of Jean Francois du Bruel and Claudine Chaffaroux, his wife Here was the explanation of the whole matter. I offered my arm to Claudine, and allowed the guests to descend the stairs in front of us. When we were alone 'If I were La Palferine, I said, 'I would not break an appointment. "Gravely she laid her finger on her lips.
The Marquise, too thoughtful now for laughter, bade Nathan "Go on," in a tone that told him plainly how deeply she had been impressed by these strange things, and even more plainly how much she was interested in La Palferine. "In 1829, one of the most influential, steady, and clever of dramatic writers was du Bruel. His real name is unknown to the public, on the play-bills he is de Cursy.
The first box was occupied by the head of a department, to whom du Bruel, maker of vaudevilles, owed a snug little sinecure in the Treasury. Lucien had gone from surprise to surprise since the dinner at Flicoteaux's.
"'Madame ordered dinner, said the woman. 'Madame dressed and ordered a cab, and then she changed her mind and ordered it again for the theatre this evening. "'Good, exclaimed du Bruel, 'what did I tell you? "We entered the house stealthily. No one was there. We went from room to room until we reached a little boudoir, and came upon Tullia in tears.
Tullia the dancer, who was not unkind, said gossip, to du Bruel, had come without her duke. The proprietors of the newspapers, for whom most of the journalists wrote, were also of the party.
"A German? They are the ones to drink, and they listen too; he shall hear some astonishing things to send home to his Government," cried Blondet. "Is there any sufficiently serious personage to go down to speak to him?" asked Finot. "Here, du Bruel, you are an official; bring up the Duc de Rhetore and the Minister, and give your arm to Tullia. Dear me! Tullia, how handsome you are to-night!"
"Du Bruel said this to me himself with Bixiou there to hear it. "'My dear fellow, said the caricaturist, 'perhaps he is right to be in the wrong. "About a week afterwards, du Bruel asked us to dine with him one Tuesday. That morning I went to see him on a piece of theatrical business, a case submitted to us for arbitration by the commission of dramatic authors.
"I don't know," she answered, "but he is determined not to serve the Bourbons." "Then it will be very difficult for you to find him a place in France. If he won't re-enter the army, he can't be readily got into government employ," said old Du Bruel. "And you have only to listen to him to see he could never, like my son, make his fortune by writing plays."
She dried her eyes without affectation, and spoke to du Bruel. "'Send a note to the Rocher de Cancale, she said, 'and ask your guests to dine here.
The first box was occupied by the head of a department, to whom du Bruel, maker of vaudevilles, owed a snug little sinecure in the Treasury. Lucien had gone from surprise to surprise since the dinner at Flicoteaux's.
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