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If he had told him of this love, had he not perhaps concealed the woman's name? At the bottom of her heart there lurked a lively curiosity to see this man who had awakened such a strong passion in Jeanne and had disappeared from the world in such a strange manner. But she would have liked to see him alone. It was terrifying to think of these two meeting without any preparation.
The midday meal now being announced by loud proclamation of the boat's gong, he turned, and soon rapped at the door of room nineteen. Jeanne, the tearful but faithful maid who shared her mistress' fortunes, by this time had done what she could to mend her lady's appearance. The traces of travel had been quite removed, by virtue of the contents of such valises as they had with them.
It was agreed that I should come to lunch the following morning. But I was positively forbidden to show myself at the house before midday. Jeanne, as she kissed me good-bye, begged me not to take her back to the school any more. We felt much affected at parting, and very anxious. I found Therese waiting for me on the landing, in such a condition of worry about me that it had made her furious.
"Not myself, though, thank you," replied Micheline, with a sad smile, "I am still very weak, but I will look on." And on Cayrol's arm she entered the large drawing-room. Serge followed with Jeanne. The festivities were at their height. The orchestra was playing a waltz, and in a whirl of silk and gauze the young people seemed to be thoroughly enjoying themselves.
"It is more than love," said Jeanne, thinking of the Wonderful Spiritual Something. "If you could understand English," said Phineas, "I would enter into the metaphysics of the subject with pleasure, but in French it is beyond me." Jeanne smiled, and turned to the matter-of-fact. "He will go to England now that he is wounded?" "He's on the way now," said Phineas. "Has he many friends there?
If he tries to, you must fly at him and scold him and peck him." "Who is Dudu?" said Hugh, as they were running back to the house together along the snowy garden path. "He is " began Jeanne. "Hush," she went on, in a lower voice, "there he is! I do believe he heard what I said, and he's angry."
On that dreadful day scores of women learned for the first time that they were already widowed, and that their helpless little ones were fatherless. Opposite the hotel I perceived Jeanne and my mother, and on seeing me their faces lit up with happy smiles. I could not go to them then, but the instant my duties permitted I ran again into the street. They were still in the same place, waiting.
"Thou hast a fine son," one and another would say to M. De Ber; and the father was mightily gratified. There were many pleasures for the young people. It was not all work in their lives. Jeanne joined the parties; she liked the canoeing on the river, the picnics to the small islands about, and the dances often given moonlight evenings on the farms.
"At the midnight the man unrolled his blankets and laid down to sleep, and then it was that Jeanne stepped into the firelight. And in the deep shadow, Wa-ha-ta-na-ta gripped more tightly the knife and made ready to strike." The half-breed paused while the others waited breathlessly for him to resume. "Think not that Jeanne is bad. She is good, and her heart is the pure heart of a maiden.
He had long worshipped her from afar, but nothing more intimate than a 'Good morning, Miss Jeanne', had escaped him, till one day during a slack spell he came upon her in the little passage leading to the kitchen, her face hidden in her apron, her back jerking with sobs. Business is business.
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