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This remark for the first time attracted Madame de Bois Arden's attention to the fact that a stranger was present, and she trembled lest she had committed some grave indiscretion. "Gracious heavens!" exclaimed she, with a start, "why, I thought that we were alone!" "This gentleman has all my confidence," replied M. de Breulh seriously; and as he spoke he laid his hand upon Andre's shoulder.
The girl seemed about to speak, but De Breulh continued, "It seems, however, that I have in some way displeased you, I do not know how; but, believe me, it will be a source of sorrow to me for the rest of my life." De Breulh's sincerity was so evident, that Mademoiselle de Mussidan was deeply affected. "You have not displeased me in any way," answered she softly, "and are far too good for me.
If M. de Breulh had insisted upon taking Andre home with him before he handed him the letter, it was because Modeste had given him some inkling of its contents. He feared that the effect would be tremendous upon nerves so highly strung and sensitive as those of Andre. But he need not have been alarmed on this point.
"Well," said De Breulh, looking very grave, "and after Van Klopen's departure, I suppose Croisenois remained to ask the favor regarding which he had called?" "You are mistaken," answered his cousin.
"Have you informed my mother of M. de Breulh-Faverlay's arrival?" asked she, as the footman appeared at the door. "Why did you not tell me that before?" demanded M. de Breulh; and, without waiting for any explanation, he bowed gravely to Sabine, and quitted the room, after apologizing for his involuntary intrusion, and by his manner permitted all the domestics to see that he was much put out.
"Let me see them," returned De Breulh politely, for having made an estimate of the young man's character, he now wished to see what his artistic talents were like. With this object in view he examined all the sketches in the portfolio minutely, and then turned to those on the walls. Andre said nothing, but he somehow felt that this visit would prove the turning-point of his misfortunes.
Excuse my not shaking hands, but see;" and he exhibited his palms all white with plaster. As he did so the smile died away on his lips, for he caught sight of his friend's face. "What is the matter?" exclaimed he, anxiously. "Is Sabine worse? Has she had a relapse?" De Breulh shook his head, but the expression of his face clearly said, "Would to heavens it were only that!"
"We will give the spies a little gentle exercise," said he, "and if we dine together they will find it hard to discover the place." De Breulh's coachman was dozing on the driving-seat. His master aroused him, and whispered some order in his ear. The two young men then got in, and the carriage started at a quick pace. "What do you think of this expedient?" asked De Breulh.
"Give this to your master as soon as he comes in," said he. Then he descended the steps slowly. He was certain that M. de Breulh was in the house, and that he would send out after the person who had left the card almost at once.
But Andre interrupted him. "Lose heart!" said he; "you do not know me. When Sabine was ill, perhaps dying, far away from me, I did feel cast down; but now that she tells me that she loves me, my feelings are of an entirely different nature." M. de Breulh was about to speak, but Andre went on. "What is this marriage contract which my poor Sabine announces to me, as if it was her death-warrant?
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