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Madame de la Baudraye, possessed with the idea of waking up Sancerre, tried to form a so-called literary circle. The Presiding Judge, Monsieur Boirouge, who happened to have a house and garden on his hands, part of the Popinot-Chandier property, favored the notion of this coterie.
That is what is lacking in our Chambers, and what our country needs." Two or three young ladies, some of the younger men, and the elder women stared at Lousteau as if he were a mountebank. "Monsieur Gatien Boirouge declares that Monsieur Lousteau makes twenty thousand francs a year by his writings," observed the Mayor's wife to Madame de Clagny. "Can you believe it?" "Is it possible?
The two great men remained unrecognized during a whole morning at the inn where they had put up, and it was only by chance that Monsieur de Clagny heard of their arrival. Madame de la Baudraye, in despair at this, despatched Gatien Boirouge, who had no vineyards, to beg the two gentlemen to spend a few days at the Chateau d'Anzy.
"When will the conversation begin?" Madame de Clagny asked of Dinah, as one might ask, "When do the fireworks go off?" "I fancied we should hear some amusing stories," said Madame Popinot to her cousin, the Presidente Boirouge.
The jealousy of the President de Boirouge, and Monsieur Gravier's hatred, for he believed in the candidate's supremacy in Dinah's heart, had been worked upon by a young Sous-prefet; and for this worthy deed the allies got the young man made a prefet elsewhere.
The woman has evidently dried up her mother like a partridge left to roast at too fierce a fire." Gatien de Boirouge contrived to let Madame de la Baudraye know what the journalist had said of her in the course of the dinner, which was copious, not to say splendid, and the lady took care not to talk too much while it was proceeding. This lack of conversation betrayed Gatien's indiscretion.
Frequently, at the house of the Presidente de Boirouge, the ladies of a certain age would spend a whole evening discussing the La Baudraye household, among themselves of course. They all had suspicions of a mystery, a secret such as always interests women who have had some experience of life.
"That is all," said Lousteau, "for the foreman has torn off the rest in wrapping up my proofs. But it is enough to show that the author was full of promise." "I cannot make head or tail of it," said Gatien Boirouge, who was the first to break the silence of the party from Sancerre. "Nor I," replied Monsieur Gravier. "And yet it is a novel of the time of the Empire," said Lousteau.
And this was said with such splendid coolness that no one would have dared to laugh at the little man. Only Monsieur Boirouge, the Presiding Judge, remarked: "In your place, I should not be happy unless I had a daughter." "Well, I shall go to Paris before long " said the Baron.
"Pooh!" said little Baudraye, "the Duke of Bracciano, whom his wife puts into a cage, and to whom she shows herself every night in the arms of her lover, will kill her and do you call that revenge? Our laws and our society are far more cruel." "Why, little La Baudraye is talking!" said Monsieur Boirouge to his wife.
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