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He learned from Madame Carré's portress that her illustrious locataire was at home and that a lady and a gentleman had gone up some time before. In the little antechamber, after his admission, he heard a high voice come from the salon and, stopping a moment to listen, noted that Miriam was already launched in a recitation.
At any rate she mostly brought with her from her passage through the town good humour enough with the penny bunch of violets she always stuck in the front of her dress for whatever awaited her at Madame Carré's. She declared to her friend that her dear mistress was terribly severe, giving her the most difficult, the most exhausting exercises, showing a kind of rage for breaking her in.
Martel had no beliefs whatever, except in himself and his powers of outwitting any preventive officer ever born. Rachel Carré's illusions died one by one. The colours faded, the gray darkened. Martel was much away on his business; possibly also on his pleasures.
Carre's emaciated arm emerged from under his blanket, and he began to lecture Marie on the subject of hope and courage.... I listened to the quavering voice, I looked at the toothless face, lit up by a smile, and I felt a curious choking in my throat, while Lerondeau blinked like a child who is being scolded.
At sound of the latch, too, a girlish figure had started up from the lit-de-fouaille in the corner by the hearth the great square couch built out into the room and filled with dried bracken, the universal lounge in the Islands, and generally of a size large enough to accommodate the entire family. This was Carré's daughter, Rachel, Martel's wife. Her face was very comely.
Carré's charge, and she and the sun and wind kept it always sweet and clean, and ready for use at an hour's notice. With the assistance of his two friends, who displayed an active and intelligent interest in the matter, he chose the room with the largest balcony, and said to himself that the coming of the ladies was, after all, a blessing in disguise.
The Reverend Mr Carre, the senior clergyman, preached from these words, 'Because the Lord reigneth, let the earth be glad. I was sorry to think Mr Johnson did not attend to the sermon, Mr Carre's low voice not being strong enough to reach his hearing. A selection of Mr Carre's sermons has, since his death, been published by Sir William Forbes, and the world has acknowledged their uncommon merit.
I said I disliked tea-party ranters, and so I do; but if my estimate of her powers was below the mark she has more than punished me." "What has she done?" Nick asked. "She has become interesting, as I suppose you know." "How should I know?" "Well, you must see her, you must paint her," Nash returned. "She tells me something was said about it that day at Madame Carré's."
"You'd always have that, my child, if you were the greatest goose on earth!" At Peter Sherringham's the next day Miriam had so evidently come with the expectation of "saying" something that it was impossible such a patron of the drama should forbear to invite her, little as the exhibition at Madame Carré's could have contributed to render the invitation prompt.
"Were you really so frightened the first day you went to Madame Carré's?" She stared, then with a flush threw back her head. "Do you think I was pretending?" "I think you always are. However, your vanity if you had any! would be natural." "I've plenty of that. I'm not a bit ashamed to own it." "You'd be capable of trying to 'do' the human peacock.
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