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Once, when the roll of wheels sounded in the distance, she uttered a cry of joy and rushed out upon the porch. Every moment she grew more and more restless and feverish; and when the usual hour for retiring came, she wandered into Madeleine's room, instead of her own, and once more minutely examined the whole chamber.

"Nearly a year and a half." "The Baron had resigned his place by Lady Madeleine, and was already in close conversation with Mr. St. George, from whose arm Lady Madeleine's was disengaged. No one acted the part of Asmodeus with greater spirit than his Excellency; and the secret history of every person whose secret history could be amusing delighted Mr. St. George.

For the ostensible purpose, indeed, of finding himself another home he made, in the beginning of March, the second month after his brother's marriage, several absences which lasted a couple of days or more, and from which he would return with an eager sparkle in his eye, almost a brightness on his olive cheek, to sit beside Madeleine's embroidery frame, pulling her silks and snipping with her scissors, and talking gaily, persistently, with such humour and colour as at last to draw that young lady's attention from far off musings to his words with smiles and laughter.

"But the home I mean," continued Maurice, with an air of desperation, "is the home of another, the home of one whom you love. Do you not look forward to dwelling in such a home?" Madeleine's "No" was uttered in a low tone, but one of unmistakable sincerity. "How can that be?" exclaimed Maurice, at once troubled and relieved. "Do not try to read the riddle, Maurice.

"This is not the way, not the way to Madeleine's!" Then Maurice comprehended his father's exultation; he had conceived the project of visiting Madeleine! But what was to be done? The countess would be enraged if she discovered Count Tristan had seen Madeleine; and the agitation caused by the interview might prove harmful to him. Yet would it not do him more injury to thwart his wishes?

His sister knew him better than she, his wife, his wedded wife, was not to be spared the pollution of having her husband "I didn't take any stock in Madeleine's nasty insinuations about your flirting with him, of course, but it showed me what you've been thinking about me all this time I've been working like a " Lydia drew the first conscious breath since the beginning of this nightmare.

If we can punish you in no other manner, we will postpone to a tantalizing distance the day you wish near at hand. Confess that I was wise to wait! I knew Madeleine's lover would claim her in good season, but I never suspected he was my own dear cousin Maurice, whom she so resolutely rejected." "Nor did I!" cried Maurice, joyously; "and if I can forgive Gaston, you must."

She knew that he would come to see her, happen what might, and she expected him. Fanny and Madeleine had accepted an invitation for the Wednesday in the same week. Rachel had simply refused without giving a reason, but people were now used to her manner. "I have such a dreadful headache!" sighed Fanny, as she came into Madeleine's room, who was getting ready to go out.

Sally had inexorably diminished the doses after the seventh day. Madeleine's mind, tormented by her nerves, never ceased for a moment revolving plans for escape. As they returned from a walk one afternoon they met callers at the door and it was impossible to deny them admittance. Madeleine excused herself and went up to her room wearing her coat and hat instead of handing them to Sally as usual.

Madeleine's blue eyes shot gleams of fire; she looked above her husband as if he had been empty air, and turned to the Marquis of Montferrand. "Monsieur le Marquis," she politely said, "my son desired me to offer you his apologies." "Apology?" repeated Montferrand, coldly, "for the box on the ear he got?" "No, my lord, but because he was so intoxicated as to raise the ire of your son.