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"Oh, dear! what have I done to displease her?" the old man asked himself that morning, as he got one of these rebuffs after calling for his shaving-water. "Vedie, take up the hot water," cried Flore. "Vedie!" exclaimed the poor man, stupefied with fear of the anger that was crushing him. "Vedie, what is the matter with Madame this morning?"
Flore Brazier required her master and Vedie and Kouski and Max to call her Madame. "She seems to have heard something about you which isn't to your credit," answered Vedie, assuming an air of deep concern. "You are doing wrong, monsieur.
There she is, poor thing, with her eyes full of tears." Vedie left the poor man utterly cast down; he dropped into an armchair and gazed into vacancy like the melancholy imbecile that he was, and forgot to shave.
La Vedie told me that Kouski went off on horseback at five o'clock this morning, and came back at nine, bringing provisions. It is going to be a grand dinner! a dinner fit for the archbishop of Bourges! There's a fine bustle in the kitchen, and they are as busy as bees. The old man says, 'I want to do honor to my nephew, and he pokes his nose into everything.
It appears the Rougets are highly flattered by the letter. Madame came and told me so. Oh! she had on such a dress! I never saw anything so handsome in my life. Two diamonds in her ears! two diamonds that cost, Vedie told me, three thousand francs apiece; and such lace! rings on her fingers, and bracelets! you'd think she was a shrine; and a silk dress as fine as an altar-cloth.
Monsieur is very impatient to see his nephew. Madame had little black satin slippers; and her stockings! my! they were marvels, flowers in silk and openwork, just like lace, and you could see her rosy little feet through them. Oh! she's in high feather, and she had a lovely little apron in front of her which, Vedie says, cost more than two years of our wages put together." "Well done!
"Poor Vedie, who is so attached to monsieur, remonstrated with madame. 'No, no, she answered, 'he has no affection for me; he lets his nephew treat me like the lowest of the low'; and she wept oh! bitterly." "Eh! what do I care for Philippe?" cried the old man, whom Max was watching. "Where is Flore? how can we find out where she is?"
Monsieur is very impatient to see his nephew. Madame had little black satin slippers; and her stockings! my! they were marvels, flowers in silk and openwork, just like lace, and you could see her rosy little feet through them. Oh! she's in high feather, and she had a lovely little apron in front of her which, Vedie says, cost more than two years of our wages put together." "Well done!
The marriage was to Jean-Jacques what the second marriage of Louis XII. was to that king. The incessant watchfulness of a man like Philippe, who had nothing to do and never quitted his post of observation, made any form of vengeance impossible. Benjamin was his innocent and devoted spy. The Vedie trembled before him. Flore felt herself deserted and utterly helpless. She began to fear death.
Women are bad children; they are inferior animals to men; we must make them fear us; the worst condition in the world is to be governed by such brutes." It was about half-past two in the afternoon when the old man got home. Kouski opened the door in tears, that is, by Max's orders, he gave signs of weeping. "Oh! Monsieur, Madame has gone away, and taken Vedie with her!"
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