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I want to proceed with my eyes open. I will do my best to understand." "No," said Bellegarde, "it's disagreeable to me; I give it up. I liked you the first time I saw you, and I will abide by that. It would be quite odious for me to come talking to you as if I could patronize you. I have told you before that I envy you; vous m'imposez, as we say. I didn't know you much until within five minutes.
I have been watching you for the last ten minutes, and I have been watching M. de Bellegarde. He doesn't like it." "The more credit to him for putting it through," replied Newman. "But I shall be generous. I shan't trouble him any more. But I am very happy. I can't stand still here. Please to take my arm and we will go for a walk." He led Mrs. Tristram through all the rooms.
M. de Bellegarde turned to his sister with a smile too intense to be easy. "I hope you appreciate a compliment that is paid you at your brother's expense," he said. "Come, come, madame." And offering Madame de Cintre his arm he led her rapidly out of the room.
"You can't expect an honest old woman to thank you for taking away her beautiful, only daughter." "You forgot me, dear madame," said the young marquise demurely. "Yes, she is very beautiful," said Newman. "And when is the wedding, pray?" asked young Madame de Bellegarde; "I must have a month to think over a dress." "That must be discussed," said the marquise.
I should injure myself by protesting too much, for I should seem to set up a claim for wisdom which, in the sequel of our acquaintance, I could by no means justify. Set me down as a lunatic with intervals of sanity." "Oh, I guess you know what you are about," said Newman. "When I am sane, I am very sane; that I admit," M. de Bellegarde answered. "But I didn't come here to talk about myself.
Now, they tell me, he is here." The travesty of their five-year-old interview at Bellegarde so tickled Ormskirk's fancy that he laughed heartily. "Damiens," said Ormskirk, to the attendant lackey, "go fetch me a Protestant minister from Manneville, and have a gallows erected in one of the drawing-rooms. I intend to pay off an old score."
Oh, you you unutterable bully!" Gravely he shook his head at her. "But indeed you are a bully. You are trying to bully me into caring for you, and you know it. What else moved you to return to Bellegarde, and to sit here, a doomed man, tranquilly reading? Yes, but you were, I happened to see you, through the key-hole in the gate.
M. de Bellegarde is a charming young man; it is impossible to be cleverer. I know a good deal about him too; you can tell him that when you next see him." "No," said Newman, with a sturdy grin; "I won't carry any messages for you." "Just as you please," said Mademoiselle Nioche, "I don't depend upon you, nor does M. de Bellegarde either.
The next ten days were the happiest that Newman had ever known. He saw Madame de Cintre every day, and never saw either old Madame de Bellegarde or the elder of his prospective brothers-in-law. Madame de Cintre at last seemed to think it becoming to apologize for their never being present. "They are much taken up," she said, "with doing the honors of Paris to Lord Deepmere."
I replied that I never took Maton out anywhere, but that he would be welcome to come and take pot-luck with us every day if he liked. This refusal exhausted his resources, and he took his leave if not angrily, at least very coldly. I happened to look in that direction and I saw Maton at the window standing up and talking to M. de Bellegarde, who was at a neighbouring window.
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