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Her kind eyes, her fair little faded face, were troubled. "Madame Bordier says the young lady tells her she has met you before, Rex." "Yes, in Paris"; for his life he could not have kept down the crimson flush that darkened his cheeks and made his temples throb. Mrs Dene's manner grew a little colder. "She seems very nice. You knew her people, of course."
Those clothes bon Dieu! they recalled the days of happiness; but if Mademoiselle desired them, she, Madame Bordier, could not stand in the way. Times were hard, as Mademoiselle knew, and if she would give two hundred francs "Two hundred francs!" put in Markham at this point. "I paid it," said Hermia, firmly, "and two hundred more for the donkey. It was all I had.
Yes, as he had already had the honor to inform Rex, Mademoiselle had been his wife's pupil in singing, the last two winters, in Paris. Monsieur Gethryn, perhaps, was not wholly unacquainted with the name of Madame Bordier?
But they were not to be dissuaded and trudged off briskly, Monsieur Duchanel and Madam Bordier accompanying them to the cross-roads and bidding them God-speed upon their journey.
The same evening the new Assistant was summoned to the Director's presence and received his dismissal. "Unhappy boy! unhappy boy!" said the Abbé Bordier, beating his brow; "you have been the cause of an intolerable scandal, of a sort unheard of in this house, and that just when I had so much to do." And as he spoke, the scattered papers fluttered like white birds on the Director's table.
On climbing these they were met at the top by the gentleman, hat in hand, who spoke in French to Gethryn, while the stout, friendly lady held out both hands to Ruth and cried, in pretty broken English: "Ah! dear Mademoiselle! ees eet possible zat we meet a h gain!" "Madame Bordier!" exclaimed Ruth, and kissed her cordially on both cheeks. Then she greeted the husband of Madame, and presented Rex.
"Colonel Dene has told you that I am studying in Paris," said Rex modestly. "He has told me that Monsieur exhibited in the salon with a number one." Rex scrubbed his brown and rosy cheeks with the big towel. Monsieur Bordier went on: "But the talent of Mademoiselle! Mon Dieu! what a talent! What a voice of silver and crystal! And today she will meet another pupil of Madame of ours a genius.
The first word which recalled his wandering attention was "Chamois?" and he saw that Monsieur Bordier was pointing to the game bag and looking amiably at Sepp, who, divided between sulkiness at Monsieur's native language and goodwill toward anyone who seemed to be accepted by his "Herrschaften," was in two minds whether to open the bag and show the game to this smiling Frenchman, or "to say him a Grobheit" and go away.
The first began: My Darling in three more days I shall stand before a Paris audience. I am not one bit nervous. I am perfectly happy. Yesterday at rehearsal the orchestra applauded and Madame Bordier kissed me. Some very droll things happened. Achilles was intoxicated and chased Ajax the Less with a stick.
This young, gentle stranger with the dark hair and the face like marble, this girl whom she had never heard of until an hour ago, was hiding from Rex behind the broad shoulders of Madame Bordier. The pupils of her blue eyes were so dilated that the sad, frightened eyes themselves looked black. Ruth turned to Gethryn. He was listening and answering.
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