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"Montalais," she said, her voice broken by sobs, "all my smiling dreams of youth and innocence have fled already. I have nothing now to conceal, either from you or any one else. My life is exposed to every one's inspection, and can be opened like a book, in which all the world can read, from the king himself to the first passer-by. Aure, dearest Aure, what can I do what will become of me?"
"Aure!" "A certain cavalier who formerly lived near Blois, and who now resides at Paris." "In truth, I know not what ails me, but I feel stifled." "Weep, then, weep, as you cannot give me a smile!" Louise raised her sweet face, which the tears, rolling down one after the other, illumined like diamonds. "Come, confess," said Montalais. "What shall I confess?"
Raoul hurriedly broke the seal. The writing was that of Mademoiselle Aure, and inclosed were these words: "Paris, Palais Royal. The day of the nuptial blessing." "What does this mean?" inquired Raoul of Malicorne; "you probably know?" "I do, monsieur." "For pity's sake, tell me, then." "Impossible, monsieur." "Why so?" "Because Mademoiselle Aure has forbidden me to do so."
"And so it was for that motive only you have served me, selfish fellow!" "What would you have me say, Aure? I cannot live without you." "Well! in truth, it is just so with me; you are, nevertheless, it must be confessed, a very bad-hearted young man." "Aure, my dear Aure, take care! if you take to calling names again, you know the effect they produce upon me, and I shall adore you."
"And so it was for that motive only you have served me; selfish fellow!" "What would you have me say, Aure? I cannot live without you." "Well! in truth, it is just so with me; you are, nevertheless, it must be confessed, a very bad-hearted young man." "Aure, my dear Aure, take care! if you take to calling me names again, you know the effect they produce upon me, and I shall adore you."
"We were brought up together," replied Louise, blushing; "M. de Bragelonne has honored me by asking my hand in marriage, but " "Well?" "It seems the king will not consent to it." "Eh! Why the king? and what has the king to do with it?" exclaimed Aure, sharply. "Good gracious! has the king any right to interfere in matters of that kind?
Aure would have cried out, but the cry was stifled in the kiss. Nervous and, apparently, angry, the young girl pushed Malicorne against the wall. "Good!" said Malicorne, philosophically, "that's enough for six weeks. Adieu, mademoiselle, accept my very humble salutation." And he made three steps towards the door. "Well! no, you shall not go!" cried, Montalais, stamping with her little foot.
I beg your pardon, I mean Mademoiselle Aure de Montalais?" "Precisely as you have stated, Madame," articulated Mademoiselle de Montalais, very distinctly. "Is it true, Mademoiselle de Tonnay-Charente?" "The perfect truth," replied Athenais, in a voice quite as firm, but not yet so distinct. "And you, La Valliere?" asked Madame.
You stand in need of me, Aure, and I of you. When it pleases you to be gay, I make you laugh; when it suits me to be loving, I look at you. I have given you a commission of lady of honor which you wished for; you will give me, presently, something I wish for." "I will?" "Yes, you will; but, at this moment, my dear Aure, I declare to you that I wish for absolutely nothing, so be at ease."
"Bad policy. You will give the letters, you will receive them. Oh! we must have no pride in this affair, otherwise M. Malicorne and Mademoiselle Aure, not transacting their own affairs themselves, will have to make up their minds to see them done by others." "You are quite right; but what is going on yonder in M. de Guiche's room?" "Nothing; he is only opening his window." "Let us be gone."
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