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How cool and delicious it is in here and the superb roses Ah yes! the old Castellux cup. I remember it perfectly; your father once gave me a sip from its rim when I was a young fellow. And now tell me how is our genius? What a master-stroke is his last the whole country is ringing with it. How did you get hold of him?" "Very easily.
"Upon my honor, mademoiselle, I believe you will end by disliking poor Monsieur de Castellux." "Would that be worth while?" Jeanne asked. She seemed to listen eagerly to all the Abbé said to her, but she was thinking of her short conversation with Barrington. She must show no excitement. Legrand came into the salon that night.
She was looking into the face of Richard Barrington. "Monsieur L'Abbé." "Mademoiselle." "I find Monsieur de Castellux very pleasant, a little provincial as you supposed, but with wit. We have common friends, too, who have suffered. We shall have much to talk about."
That the table itself might be made the more worthy of the great man, orders were given that the big silver loving-cup the one presented to his father by no less a person than the Marquis de Castellux himself should be brought out to be filled later on with Cloth of Gold roses so placed that their rich color and fragrance would reach both the eyes and the nostrils of his guests, while the rest of the family silver, brightened to a mirror finish by Todd, was either sent down to Aunt Jemima to be ready for the special dishes for which the house was famous, or disposed on the side-board and serving-table for instant use when required.
"I am sorry for those who go, whoever they may be," said Jeanne. "It is natural. I am not unsympathetic; but since some one must go it seems a pity we cannot choose." "Is it a man or woman who has come?" "A man; his name the Marquis de Castellux. If my memory serves me, it is a Breton name, a good family, but one which has not figured largely at Court." "He should be an acquisition," said Jeanne.
The alterations complete, balls, routs, and dinners followed to such distinguished people as Count Rochambeau, the Marquis de Castellux, Marquis de Lafayette, and other high dignitaries, coming-of-age parties for the young bloods quite English in his tastes was the old gentleman not to mention many other extravagances which were still discussed by the gossips of the day.
The Marquis de Castellux is not to be found either. We have inquired among the guests. No one has seen them since they left the salon last night." No articulate word came from Legrand, only a growl like that of an angry animal. He rushed to mademoiselle's room, then to the one Monsieur de Castellux had occupied temporarily.
I shall not attempt to speak to you much more to-day. To-morrow morning we will meet here again for a final word." The Abbé was more than ever convinced of his own attractions as Jeanne left the Marquis de Castellux with a little grave courtesy and joined him. He had found her substitute a poor companion and walked much less in the garden than usual.
An animation came into the conversation, there was real laughter. "Mademoiselle," said a voice behind her, the voice of the Abbé, sonorous and important. "Mademoiselle, permit me the honor to present to you the Marquis de Castellux." Jeanne turned, the smile still upon her lips.
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