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I called her Countess Blasin, and introduced her to my mother and relations, and put her in my best room. I summoned the doctor who had treated me, and made him swear not to disclose the countess's state, but to tell everyone that he came to see me. I took her to the theatre, and it was my humour to have her regarded as a person of distinction.
"Dress yourself," said I to her, "and tell the French ambassador the whole story. Tell him that you are a milliner, Blasin by name, and that all you want is to go from here to Strasburg, and from there to Montpellier." While she was dressing I ordered a carriage and a servant to be in attendance.
I called her Countess Blasin, and introduced her to my mother and relations, and put her in my best room. I summoned the doctor who had treated me, and made him swear not to disclose the countess's state, but to tell everyone that he came to see me. I took her to the theatre, and it was my humour to have her regarded as a person of distinction.
My old friend wrote me a note, telling me that she had seen me speaking to her husband in his shop. She begged me to come again at a certain time, and to tell her husband that I had known her under the name of Mdlle. Blasin in England, Spa, Leipzig, and Vienna, as a seller of lace. She ended her note with these words: "I have no doubt that my husband will finally introduce you to me as his wife."
Madame Blasin told me in private that she was perfectly happy, and I had every reason to believe that she was speaking the truth. She had made a rule to be most precise in fulfilling her wifely duties, and rarely went out unless accompanied by her husband or her mother-in-law.
At eight o'clock in the evening the landlord came up and said very politely that he had been ordered by the police to give the lady a room at some distance from mine, and that he was obliged to obey. "I am quite ready to change my room," said Madame Blasin, with a smile. "Is the lady to sup alone?" I asked. "I have received no instructions on that point."
The next morning, as we were taking coffee together, two individuals came into the room, and asked the rude question, "Who are you, madam?" "My name is Blasin." "Who is this gentleman?" "You had better ask him." "What are you doing at Vienna?" "Taking coffee. I should have thought you could have seen that for yourselves."
"I have relations there," said she, "who will be glad to see me, and I hope that my husband will let me return to him. I am the Prodigal Son, and I hope to find in him the forgiving father." I told her I would do my utmost to send her home in safety and comfort. Towards the middle of December I left Dresden with Madame Blasin.
The next morning, as we were taking coffee together, two individuals came into the room, and asked the rude question, "Who are you, madam?" "My name is Blasin." "Who is this gentleman?" "You had better ask him." "What are you doing at Vienna?" "Taking coffee. I should have thought you could have seen that for yourselves."
Madame Blasin told me in private that she was perfectly happy, and I had every reason to believe that she was speaking the truth. She had made a rule to be most precise in fulfilling her wifely duties, and rarely went out unless accompanied by her husband or her mother-in-law.
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