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Updated: June 12, 2025
It was to this spot that Antoinette directed her steps, reproaching herself all the while for the readiness with which she obeyed Philip, and looking back every now and then to see if any one was observing her. She soon arrived at the Buissieres; Philip was awaiting her. On seeing her approach, he came forward to meet her.
Her cheeks were flushed and her heart throbbed violently. She hurried away to conceal her embarrassment from Dolores, who was following her, and soon went to join Philip at the Buissieres. This was the name they had bestowed upon a hedge of tall bushes to the left of the park, and which enclosed as if by two high thick walls a quiet path where the sun's rays seldom or never found their way.
She found him at the Buissieres, the same place where he had entreated Antoinette to intercede for him a few hours before. He saw her approaching. "She is coming to pronounce my sentence," he thought. She was very calm. The sadness imprinted on her face did not mar its serenity. "Antoinette has spoken to me," she said, firmly, but quietly.
The following day, as Mademoiselle de Mirandol was leaving her room, she encountered Philip in the hall. "I wish to speak with you," he said, rapidly and in low tones as he passed her. "I will wait for you in the park near the Buissieres." His pleasant voice rung in Antoinette's ears long after he had disappeared, leaving her in a state of mingled ecstasy and confusion.
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