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"You are," she continued, "my parents' intimate friend, and must have seen the discomforts of our domestic hearth, and that though both my father and mother are living, I am as desolate as the veriest orphan." Fearing that M. de Breulh might not understand her reason for speaking thus, she threw a shade of haughtiness into her manner as she resumed,
"Then," continued De Breulh, "your situation will become even a more trying one; for if your noble qualities are not enough to excite admiration in the bosoms of the other sex, your immense wealth will arouse the cupidity of the fortune-hunters." When De Breulh referred to fortune-hunters, was this a side blow at Andre?
When this little masterpiece of diplomacy was completed, he rang the bell, and, handing it to one of the club servants, told him to take it to the Count de Mussidan's house. When this unpleasant duty was over, M. de Breulh had hoped to experience some feeling of relief, but in this he was mistaken.
"And yet he called on you to-day?" remarked De Breulh. "Don't interrupt me," said the Viscountess. "Yes, he called, and that is enough. He is good-looking, faultlessly dressed, and talks well. He brought a letter from an old friend of my grandmother's, the Marchioness d'Arlanges. She is a dear old thing, she uses awful language, and some of her stories are quite too you know what I mean.
Justice always looks for a motive; how, then could they bring it home to us? They could only find out that a young lady adored by De Breulh had thrown him over in order to marry Andre." "Horrible!" murmured the doctor, much shocked. "I daresay that it is horrible, and I have no wish to proceed to extremities.
I had an anonymous letter this morning, threatening me with all sorts of terrible consequences if I do not hinder you from marrying your daughter to De Breulh. The rogues say that they can prove everything." "Have you the letter with you?" De Clinchain drew the missive from his pocket. It was to the full as threatening as he had said; but M. de Mussidan knew all its contents beforehand.
"You are right," murmured Andre dejectedly. "But," continued De Breulh, after a moment's reflection, "I have a distant relative, a lady who is also a connection of the Mussidan family, the Viscountess de Bois Arden, and she will be glad to be of service to me. She is young and giddy, but as true as steel. Come with me to her; my carriage is ready."
"Well, what would you say?" "I should say that if she loves any one, it is not M. de Breulh." He endeavored to pass through the half-opened door, but the Count closed it violently. "You shall not leave this room," cried he, "until you have explained this insulting remark." "I had no intention of offending you," answered Tantaine humbly.
For the time being, of course, I must give up seeing those who have been helping me, De Breulh, Gandelu, Madame de Bois Arden, and M. de Mussidan; that, however, cannot be avoided. I can use the post, and by it will inform them all of the step that I have taken."
Mascarin was not easily disconcerted, but this time a blasphemous oath burst from his lips. "Do you mean," said he, "that De Breulh and this painter are friends?" "That is more than I can tell. You seem to want to know a lot," answered Florestan, sulkily. Modeste had now left the young men, who walked arm in arm in the direction of the Avenue de l'Imperatrice.
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