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On the sixth floor she knocked as Hyde had done, and was admitted much as he had been. There was no disguise about her, however, and she sent in her name as "Mrs. Wilders, just arrived from England, and most anxious to see Mr. Hobson." "You, Cyprienne!" said the man we know, who answered to the names of both Hobson and Ledantec. "In Paris! This was quite unnecessary. I am arranging everything.
In any case I could help you." It was so arranged. Mrs. Wilders bade her servant introduce the stranger, and presently joined him in the adjoining room. "Mr. Hyde," she began, composedly and very stiffly, "may I inquire the meaning of this intrusion? You are a perfect stranger " "Look well at me, Cyprienne Vergette. Have years so changed me ?" "Rupert? Impossible!" she half-shrieked.
"You have given yourself away, as they say in America; you have put yourself in my hands, Cyprienne. I insist now upon your doing what I wish." "You shall not browbeat me!" She rose from her seat, with indignation in her face. "Leave me, or I will call the servants." "I shall go straight to Lord Essendine, then, and tell him all I know. How would you like that?
That would make McKay safe, if only for a time, although I suppose Cyprienne would soon devise some new and more diabolical scheme. If I could only get on a little faster! It is most annoying about the horse. I will go straight to headquarters on foot, taking the camp of the Naval Brigade on my way." There was wisdom in this last resolution. The sailors' camp was the Crimean pound.
Unless I am much mistaken, she won't drop Cousin Bill." Lord Essendine, who was, perhaps, behind the scenes, was not wrong in his estimate of the influence Madame Cyprienne exercised. Before six months were out, Colonel Wilders came, with rather a sheepish air, to the head of the house, and informed him of his approaching marriage to the Countess de Saint Clair. "That's a new title to me, Bill.
At any rate, the warning must not be despised. Whether or not you are to be trusted remains to be seen. But I will keep you safe for a day or two longer and see what turns up. In any case you cannot do much mischief to Cyprienne while shut fast here." "Cyprienne?" said Hyde, quite innocently.
"I mean that after they are gone only one obstacle intervenes between you and all the Essendine wealth. If Lord Lydstone were out of the way, the title and its possession would come, perhaps, to your husband, certainly to your son." "Silence! Do not put thoughts into my head. You must be the very fiend, I think." "I know you, Cyprienne, and every move of your mind.
They have accused her of lack of elegance in that supper scene of La Dame aux Camelias, for instance; taking for ill-breeding, in her Marguerite, that which is Italian merely and simple. Whether, again, Cyprienne, in Divorcons, can at all be considered a lady may be a question; but this is quite unquestionable that she is rather more a lady, and not less, when Signora Duse makes her a savage.
It was evident that there were those at Gibraltar who knew her, or mistook her for some one else. As the party reached the Commercial Square, and the main guard, like that at Waterport, turned out to do honour to the general, a man pushed forward from a little group that stood respectfully behind the party, and whispered hoarsely in Mrs. Wilders's ear "Dios mio! Cypriana! Es usted?" Cyprienne!
"I am the Countess de Saint Clair," replied Madame Cyprienne, proudly; "but I do not assume the title now. I do not choose it to be known that I live by singing, and by selling the remnants of our family lace." "I hope Lady Essendine paid you a decent price," said the colonel, pleasantly. Madame Cyprienne shook her head, with a little laugh
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