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Updated: November 26, 2025
"Not so, if we desire it: and the proof of this is, that before two o'clock the engagement between Mademoiselle Sabine and the Baron de Breulh-Faverlay will be broken off." The doctor heaved a deep sigh. "I can understand Catenac's scruples. Ah! if, like him, I had a million!" During this brief conversation Mascarin had gone into his sleeping room and was busily engaged in changing his dress.
When Sabine de Mussidan told her lover that she would appeal to the generosity of M. de Breulh-Faverlay, she had not calculated on the necessity she would have for endurance, but had rather listened to the dictates of her heart; and this fact came the more strongly before her, when in the solitude of her own chamber, she inquired of herself how she was to carry out her promise.
She was sure that it was the name of M. de Breulh-Faverlay with which the Baron was about to close his sentence, and felt that the destiny of her life was to be decided in the conversation about to take place between her father and his visitor.
"But surely you can make the effort?" "But suppose Sabine loves M. de Breulh-Faverlay?" "But, madame, a mother can always influence her daughter." The Countess seized the doctor's hand, and grasped it so tightly that he could hardly bear the pain. "I must," said she in a hoarse whisper, "divulge to you the whole extent of my unhappiness.
Well, that is something to look forward to certainly, and it will not impair my digestion if my heirs and expectants come and squabble round my armchair. Ah," he added, with a deep sigh, "my life has been a failure." M. de Breulh-Faverlay was a very different type of man to that which both his friends and his enemies popularly supposed him to be.
I therefore intend to speak openly to M. de Breulh-Faverlay, who is an honorable, straightforward man; and when I tell him the real state of the case, he will withdraw his pretensions." "But," replied Andre, "should he do so, another will come forward." "That is very possible, and in his turn the successor will be dismissed."
It seemed to her very terrible to have to lay bare the secrets of her soul to any one, but the more so to M. de Breulh-Faverlay, who had asked for her hand in marriage. She uttered no word on her way home, where she arrived just in time to take her place at the dinner table, and never was a more dismal company assembled for the evening meal.
All at once she heard the clang of the opening of the main gates. Peeping from her window, she saw a carriage drive up, and, to her inexpressible delight, M. de Breulh-Faverlay alighted from it. "Heaven has heard my prayer, and sent him to me," murmured she. "What do you intend to do, Mademoiselle?" asked the devoted Modeste; "will you speak to him now?" "Yes, I will.
On leaving the Hotel de Mussidan, M. de Breulh-Faverlay dismissed his carriage, for he felt as a man often does after experiencing some violent emotion, the absolute necessity for exercise, and to be alone with his thoughts, and by so doing recover his self-possession. His friends would have been surprised if they had seen him pacing hurriedly along the Champs Elysees.
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