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Updated: June 11, 2025
It was now spring; and though the winds had fallen and the snow was no longer lying on the lower peaks, still the air was fresh and cold, and there was no danger that any of the few guests at the establishment would visit the place. "Make her put on her cloak, Mere Bauche," said the capitaine, who did not wish that his bride should have a cold in her head on their wedding-day.
Look at him; he does not care this for Marie Clavert;" and the capitaine, with much eloquence in his motion, pitched over a neighbouring wall a small stone which he held in his hand. And then they all went to breakfast with many signs of outward joy. And not without some inward joy; for Madame Bauche thought she saw that her son was cured of his love.
I have said that there was never eating or drinking at the establishment after the regular dinner-hours; but in so saying I spoke of the world at large. Nothing further was allowed in the way of trade; but in the way of friendship so much was now-a-days always allowed to the capitaine. It was at these moments that Madame Bauche discussed her private affairs, and asked for and received advice.
Whatever Maman Bauche liked, that she would do; only she would not name a day herself. Indeed she would neither do nor say anything herself which tended in any way to a furtherance of these matrimonials. But then she acquiesced, quietly enough if not readily, in what other people did and said; and so the marriage was fixed for the day week after Adolphe's return.
These were traits in the character of an hotel-keeper which cannot be praised too highly, and which had met their due reward in the custom of the public. But nevertheless there were those who thought that there was occasionally ground for complaint in the conduct even of Madame Bauche.
But at last it broke upon her senses that her son, Adolphe Bauche, the heir to all her virtues and all her riches, the first young man in that or any neighbouring valley, was absolutely contemplating the idea of marrying that poor little orphan, Marie Clavert! That any one should ever fall in love with Marie Clavert had never occurred to Madame Bauche.
"Then she must be in yours," said the capitaine. "She is in neither," said La Mere Bauche, with her sternest voice; "nor is she in the house!" And now there was no longer an affectation of indifference on the part of any of them. They were anything but indifferent. The capitaine was eager in his demands that the matter should still be kept secret from the guests.
"Marie," said La Mere Bauche and the voice sounded fierce in the poor girl's ears, and an angry fire glimmered through the green glasses "what is all this about that I hear? Do you dare to say that you hold my son bound to marry you?" And then the august mother paused for an answer. But Marie had no answer to give.
The baths were taken at different hours according to medical advice, but the usual time was from five to seven in the morning. The dejeuner or early meal was at nine o'clock, the dinner was at four. After that, no eating or drinking was allowed in the Hotel Bauche.
The plan was discussed a thousand times, and at last so far brought to bear that Marie was made acquainted with it having been called in to sit in presence with La Mere Bauche and her future proposed husband. The poor girl manifested no disgust to the stiff ungainly lover whom they assigned to her, who through his whole frame was in appearance almost as wooden as his own leg.
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