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Of French women artists of this period we can mention several names, but they were so overshadowed by authors as to be unimportant, unless, like Elizabeth Chéron, they won both artistic and literary fame.

When the repast, which was rendered ostentatious by the attendance of a great number of servants, and by a profusion of plate, was over, Madame Cheron retired to her chamber, and a female servant came to shew Emily to hers.

'O you are guilty, then, said she, 'you do know the hand. 'If you was before in doubt of this, madam, replied Emily calmly, 'why did you accuse me of having told a falsehood. Madame Cheron did not blush; but her niece did, a moment after, when she heard the name of Valancourt.

Chéron for an advance just at present. What is to be done?" "Oh, I don't know. I must raise the money somehow. I must sell something there's my copy of Titian's 'Pietro Aretino. It's worth eighty francs, if only for a sign. And there's a Madonna and Child after Andrea del Sarto, worth a fortune to any enterprising sage-femme with artistic proclivities.

Conscious innocence could not prevent a blush from stealing over Emily's cheek; she trembled, and looked confusedly under the bold eye of Madame Cheron, who blushed also; but hers was the blush of triumph, such as sometimes stains the countenance of a person, congratulating himself on the penetration which had taught him to suspect another, and who loses both pity for the supposed criminal, and indignation of his guilt, in the gratification of his own vanity.

Three letters awaited me on the table; one from Dr. Chéron, written in a bold hand a mere note of condolence: one from Dalrymple, dated Chamounix: the third from Hortense. I knew it was from her. I knew that that small, clear, upright writing, so singularly distinct and regular, could be only hers. I had never seen it before; but my heart identified it. That letter contained my fate.

Montoni then came to hand Madame Cheron to her carriage, and Cavigni, with an arch solemnity of countenance, followed with Emily, who, as she wished them good night, and drew up the glass, saw Valancourt among the crowd at the gates. Before the carriage drove off, he disappeared. Madame Cheron forbore to mention him to Emily, and, as soon as they reached the chateau, they separated for the night.

I might have answered, in bouquets, opera stalls, and riding horses; in dress coats, tight boots, and white kid gloves; in new books, new music, bon-bons, cabs, perfumery, and the like inexcusable follies. But I held my tongue instead, and said nothing. Dr. Chéron looked again at his watch. "Have you kept any entries of your expenses since you came to Paris?" said he.

Emily, extremely shocked at this coarse speech, attempted to interrupt it; but Madame Cheron would proceed, with all the self-importance of a person, to whom power is new. 'It is very necessary you should be under the eye of some person more able to guide you than yourself.

"I would respectfully recommend Monsieur to present his letter immediately," said the former. "Monsieur le Docteur Chéron is a man of the world a man of high reputation and sagacity. Monsieur could not do better than advise with him." "Call a cab for me," said I, after a long pause. "I will go." The determination cost me something.