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Ambitious of higher flights Monsieur de Chessel endeavored to smother the original Durand. He first called himself Durand de Chessel, then D. de Chessel, and that made him Monsieur de Chessel.
When the children and waiting-woman came at length into the room I left it. The count was waiting for me; he seemed to seek me as a mediating power between himself and his wife. He caught my hands, exclaiming, "Stay, stay with us, Felix!" "Unfortunately," I said, "Monsieur de Chessel has a party, and my absence would cause remark. But after dinner I will return."
The child at once held out her hand to Monsieur de Chessel, and looked attentively at me after making a little bow with an air of astonishment. "Are you more satisfied about her health?" asked Monsieur de Chessel. "She is better," replied the countess, caressing the little head which was already nestling in her lap.
His greeting to me, the younger son of a ruined family whose escutcheon dated back to the Crusades, was intended to show contempt for the large fortune and to belittle the possessions, the woods, the arable lands, the meadows, of a neighbor who was not of noble birth. Monsieur de Chessel fully understood this.
Thus, thanks to her, no one suspected Monsieur de Mortsauf's real incapacity, for she wrapped his ruins in a mantle of ivy. The fickle, not merely discontented but embittered nature of the man found rest and ease in his wife; his secret anguish was lessened by the balm she shed upon it. This brief history is in part a summary of that forced from Monsieur de Chessel by his inward vexation.
"You must not doubt the hospitality of our beautiful Touraine," she said; then, turning to my companion, she added: "You will give us the pleasure of your dining at Clochegourde?" I threw such a look of entreaty at Monsieur de Chessel that he began the preliminaries of accepting the invitation, though it was given in a manner that seemed to expect a refusal.
"He never, to my knowledge, received any one so well." "I will admit that I am rather surprised myself," I said, conscious of a certain bitterness underlying my companion's speech. Though I was too inexpert in social matters to understand its cause, I was much struck by the feeling Monsieur de Chessel betrayed.
Though curious to know the secret of my unexpected appearance, she looked at neither of us, her eyes were fixed on the river; and yet you could have told by the way she listened that she was able to recognize, as the blind do, the agitations of a neighboring soul by the imperceptible inflexions of the voice. Monsieur de Chessel gave my name and biography.
Leavenworth "ma chessel." Billy Ryus and Col. Leavenworth Invade Camp Where There Are 30,000 Hostile Indians. When Col. Leavenworth introduced Satanta to me he grinningly answered "Si; all my people know this driver, for we have drank coffee with him on the plains before this day." This was spoken in the Indian tongue and interpreted by Col. Leavenworth.
Such want of scruple in a man who, on certain occasions, could be scrupulous enough, this oblivion of the dreadful scene, this adoption of ideas against which he had fought so violently, this confident belief in himself, petrified me. When Monsieur de Chessel said to him, "Do you expect to recover your outlay?" "More than recover it!" he exclaimed, with a confident gesture.
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