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From that moment, M. VALENTIN HAUeY, brother to the celebrated mineralogist of that name, animated by a noble enthusiasm, conceived the project of teaching the blind to write and read, and of placing in their hands books and music, printed by themselves. After employing twelve years in maturing it, at length, in 1784, he ventured to carry it into execution.
I drew it from my pocket. Guest came and looked over my shoulder. Half-way down the list he pointed to a name. "Mr. de Valentin and valet!" he murmured. "That is our friend. I recognize the name. He has used it before! Now let us see." Again his forefinger travelled down the list again it paused. "Mrs. Van Reinberg, and the Misses Van Reinberg!
"I will arrange that for you some day. I foresee that I am going to turn apostle." Valentin was on the threshold; he looked back a moment with a face that had turned grave. "I adore some one I can't marry!" he said. And he dropped the portiere and departed. "They don't like it," said Newman, standing alone before Madame de Cintre. "No," she said, after a moment; "they don't like it."
Newman refused a cigar, but he established himself upon one of the divans, while the marquis puffed his own weed before the fire-place, and Valentin sat looking through the light fumes of a cigarette from one to the other. "I can't keep quiet any longer," said Valentin, at last. "I must tell you the news and congratulate you.
He ought to have found out first what my rank was, and then treated me accordingly. And it's not his business whether I came to ask for aid or not. To be sure, people of our station are often engaged in that, but not all. Maybe Valentin Pávlich has become so proud since he has lived in St. Petersburg that he will not wish to see me.
Why did she go to Fleurieres to-day? She never told me. What has happened? Ah, she ought to have guessed I was here this way. It is the first time in her life she ever disappointed me. Poor Claire!" "You know we are not man and wife quite yet, your sister and I," said Newman. "She doesn't yet account to me for all her actions." And, after a fashion, he smiled. Valentin looked at him a moment.
The instruments of luxury were immediately prepared to captivate the Barbarians; silken garments, soft and splendid beds, and chains and collars incrusted with gold. The ambassadors, content with such liberal reception, departed from Constantinople, and Valentin, one of the emperor's guards, was sent with a similar character to their camp at the foot of Mount Caucasus.
She smiled confidently. "I don't fancy," she remarked, "that England could help much." I shrugged my shoulders. "Perhaps not," I admitted; "yet I do not believe that German intervention will ever win for Mr. de Valentin the throne of France." She changed the subject abruptly. "Apart from this, let me ask you something else, Mr. Courage. Supposing the plot should succeed.
"I shall have gained a charming memory," said Valentin. "You are going away? your day is over?" "My father is coming to fetch me," said Mademoiselle Noemie. She had hardly spoken when, through the door behind her, which opens on one of the great white stone staircases of the Louvre, M. Nioche made his appearance.
"Where is Valentin?" But Mère Giraud did not know. It was not Valentin she cared to see. Valentin could wait, since she had, her Laure. She sat down beside her in one of the velvet chairs, and she held the fair hand in her own. It was covered with jewels, but she did not notice them; her affection only told her that it was cold and tremulous. "You are not well, Laure?" she said.
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