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Certain reasonable apprehensions prevented me from making myself known to him an honour which M. de Bernis wished to procure for me.
She looked at me, smiling, and I could easily understand the language of her soul, by which she wished to tell me that she felt perfectly well the difference between the society in which she was then, and that in which her brother had given us such a disgusting specimen of his depravity. After midnight it was time to think of our departure, and M. de Bernis undertook all the complimentary part.
Murray, the English ambassador, a witty and handsome man, and a great amateur of the fair sex, wine, and good cheer, then kept the fair Ancilla, who introduced me to him. This fine fellow became my friend in much the same way as M. de Bernis, the only difference being that the Frenchman liked to look on while the Englishman preferred to give the show.
This Count was the brother of the Dauphine, and this mention of him was deservedly thought impertinent. The King said, wittily enough, "Lambert and Moliere will be there." She scarcely ever spoke of the Cardinal de Bernis after his dismissal from the Court. He was extremely ridiculous, but he was a good sort of man.
The stranger entered, closing the door behind him, threw back his mantle and took off the hat that shaded his face. "Cardinal Bernis!" cried Natalie, with surprise. "Ah, then you yet recognize me, princess!" said Bernis. "That is beautiful in you, and therefore you will not be angry with me for calling upon you unannounced.
I told the princess of the cardinal's orders, and she agreed with me that his behaviour was most generous. Cardinal Bernis, who was by, advised her that the first time she took the girls to the theatre she had better go in person, and tell the superioress that she would always send her carriage and liveried servants to fetch them.
Madame de Pompadour regarded him in the light of a faithless friend; and, perhaps, there was some justice on both sides. But for the Abbe de Bernis; M. de Machault might, probably, have retained his place. The second Minister, whom Madame de Pompadour liked, was the Abbe de Bernis. She was soon disgusted with him when she saw the absurdity of his conduct.
Bernis had not time to answer her. Just at that moment the curtain drew up, a general "Ah!" of admiration was heard, and, suddenly carried away by their feelings, the whole audience broke into extravagant and long-enduring applause, crying and shouting, "Evviva Corilla! l'improvisatrice Corilla!" And in fact it was an admirable picture which was there presented to the audience.
M. de Bernis was kind, polite, and amiable with M M , but he never ceased to take the greatest interest in every word uttered by C C , who played her part to perfection, because she had only to follow her own nature, and, that nature being beautiful, C C could not fail to be most charming. We had passed five delightful hours, and the ambassador seemed more pleased even than any of us.
"I had an ardent wish, sir," said M. de Bernis to me, "to renew acquaintance with you, since I heard from madame that we had known each other in Paris." With these words he looked at me attentively, as people will do when they are trying to recollect a person whom they have lost sight of.
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