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The Duchesse de Chaulieu does not acknowledge Canalis even now, and he is famous and a man of good family. This young fellow is neither your son nor your lover, I suppose?" added the haughty dame, with a keen, inquisitive glance at her cousin. "How fortunate for me that I kept the little scapegrace at a distance!" thought Madame de Bargeton.
"What am I to do?" cried Canalis, who remembered his proposals to Modeste the night before, and did not see how he could get out of them. "Monsieur knows my attachment to him," said Germain, perceiving that the poet was quite thrown off his balance; "he will not be surprised if I give him a word of advice. There is that clerk; try to get the truth out of him.
Gobenheim came to play whist, and by his presence subdued and compressed all this fermentation of feelings. Modeste awaited her mother's bedtime with impatience. She intended to write, but never did so except at night. Here is the letter which love dictated to her while all the world was sleeping: To Monsieur de Canalis, Ah! my friend, my well-beloved!
"Ah, Canalis, I have never really known you till this moment." "Did you expect to? It takes some time to go round the world," replied the poet with his pompous irony. "But think," said La Briere, "of this enormous fortune." "Ah, my friend, is it not well invested in you?" cried Canalis, accompanying the words with a charming gesture. "Melchior," said La Briere, "I am yours for life and death."
Many of her customary guests came in from the theatres and swelled the company already assembled, among whom were several celebrities, such as: Canalis the poet, Schinner the painter, Dr.
"I think with you," he said, "that if Dorlange takes this step, and enters politics, he will be lost to art. But, after all, why should he not succeed in the Chamber? He expresses himself with great facility, and seems to me to have ideas at his command. Look at Canalis when he was made deputy!
"To seek the master and find the servant!" she said bitterly, "oh! I can never recover from it!" "Nonsense! Monsieur Ernest de La Briere is, to my thinking, fully the equal of the Baron de Canalis. He was private secretary of a cabinet minister, and he is now counsel for the Court of Claims; he has a heart, and he adores you, but he does not write verses.
Are not such things like the flower of wild fruits, bitter-sweet, grown in the heart of a forest, the joy of the scant sun-rays, the joy, as Canalis says in the "Maiden's Song," of the plant itself whose eyes unclosing see its own image within its breast?
"Ah! then I can be Duchesse d'Herouville!" cried Modeste, glancing at Butscha. "If it hadn't been for that comedian of a Canalis you would have kept HIS whip, thinking it came from me," said the dwarf, indirectly pleading La Briere's cause. "Monsieur Butscha, may I ask if I am to marry to please you?" said Modeste, laughing.
As soon as La Briere, who at first saw nothing amiss in the proposal, had consented, Canalis declared that he should pay all expenses, and he sent his valet to Havre, telling him to see Monsieur Latournelle and get his assistance in choosing the house, well aware that the notary would repeat all particulars to the Mignons.
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