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"Yes, there was an accident, but in a short time there will be no traces of it, for the earring is here, madame's shoulder is here, it will be blue for some days, but what the devil does that matter, it is not the color makes the shoulder. And the carriage will be all right, too, when the smith has mended it." "So those horses that were running away with a broken carriage...?"
"Shall we go together?" "Why not?" And both of them, on their way to the stables, passed beneath Madame's windows, which were faintly lighted; a shadow could be seen behind the lace curtains. "There is a woman," said De Wardes, smiling, "who does not suspect that we are going to fight to die, perhaps, on her account."
Blank looks followed, while I, taking Madame's hand; said in a deprecating tone, "You know, dear Madame, we are in peculiar circumstances, and we must all do our duty in the small circle to which we are now reduced. As it is so necessary that the captain should examine the ship, and as we cannot help in that, I think we may as well try our talents in exploring.
Madame's dinner costume consisted of a blue flannel garment nocturnal by design delicately covered by a quilted dressing-gown, and the rest of us were en suite, a great lack of detail as to collars and foot-wear being apparent!
'You saw Madame's husband to-day? he said sharply, still eyeing the slouching figure before him, that seemed so restless under his steady gaze. Pierre nodded and shuffled his large feet. 'Did he want to know about his wife? Another nod. 'I thought so; and about the new nugget also, I presume? Still another nod. 'Humph, thoughtfully. 'He'd like to get a share of it, I've no doubt.
On Madame's mobile lips the sarcastic curl became more marked. "And I suppose, my good Hector," she said, "that since M. le Comte has only granted an audience to his sister to-day, you thought it was a good opportunity for putting yourself at your ease and wearing your patched and mended clothes, eh?" Once more that sudden wave of colour swept over Hector's solemn old face.
He had heard them order their horses to be brought out in a couple of hours' time, and finally, from a spy whom he employed among the servants, he learned that an unwonted bustle was going forward in Madame de Maintenon's room, that Mademoiselle Nanon was half wild with excitement, and that two court milliners had been hastily summoned to madame's apartment.
A week passes, during which Caroline orders all the servants to conceal from her husband her deplorable situation: she languishes, she rings when she feels she is going off, she uses a great deal of ether. The domestics finally acquaint their master with madame's conjugal heroism, and Adolphe remains at home one evening after dinner, and sees his wife passionately kissing her little Marie.
He turned abruptly, whilst the hot blood rushed up to his cheek, so sudden had been the wave of memory which flooded his brain, at the sound of Madame's sharp voice. Now he stooped and kissed the slender little hand which was being so cordially held out to him. "Old friends, Madame la Duchesse?" he queried with a quick sigh of bitterness.
And if you wanted to sleep out yours you should not have married me." "I was born for innocence and green fields. You'll make me a bull in a china shop." "I'll love you the better, child. Faith, Harry, I would be very glad to have you break something." "Madame's heart, par exemple?" "That would be an adventure."
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