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Updated: September 18, 2025
Cephyse, kneeling over the chafing-dish, with her face close to the black charcoal, above which already played a little bluish flame, exerted herself to blow the newly-kindled fire, which was reflected on the pale countenance of the unhappy girl. The silence was deep.
"Oh, Jacques! don't talk so it is frightful," interrupted Cephyse; "I swear to you that I will return to my sister that I will work that I will have courage!" Thus saying, the Bacchanal Queen was very sincere; she fully intended to keep her word, for her heart was not yet completely corrupted. Misery and want had been with her, as with so many others, the cause and the excuse of her worst errors.
I have again found my generous benefactress, and I am tranquil as to the fate of my poor sister. Oh! shall we not soon see her? I should like her to take part in this happiness." She seemed so happy, that the smith did not dare to inform her of the death of Cephyse, and reserved himself to communicate the same at a more fitting opportunity.
It was too late; you had resolved to die!" "Oh, yes, quite resolved: for my infamy was gnawing at my heart. Jacques had died in my arms despising me; and I loved him mark me, sister," added Cephyse, with passionate enthusiasm, "I loved him as we love only once in life!" "Let our fate be accomplished, then!" said Mother Bunch with a pensive air.
"I count upon you, Jacques," answered Cephyse, embracing her lover with excited feeling; then she added, sorrowfully: "It was a kind of presentiment, when just now I felt so sad, without knowing why, in the midst of all our gayety and drank to the Cholera, so that we might die together."
You should see him with Cephyse, the Bacchanal Queen. Poor laughing, noisy thing! the only noise she makes now is crying." "Oh! these young people these young people!" said the greengrocer. "Easy, Mother Arsene; you were young once." "I hardly know. I have always thought myself much the same as I am now." "And your lovers, Mother Arsene?" "Lovers! Oh, yes!
"The truth, my dear child, always the truth. One need never hesitate to say what is." "Poor Cephyse! how happy she will be!" cried Rose-Pompon, cheerfully; "and the news will come just in time." "Only you must not exaggerate; I do not promise positively to get this good fellow out of prison; I say, that I will do what I can.
She had just perceived, at the other side of a long table, by the bluish light of the punch, Jacques struggling with Morok and one of the guests, who were hardly able to restrain his convulsive movements. At this sight Cephyse, in her first alarm, carried away by her affection, did what she had so often done in the intoxication of joy and pleasure.
With one spring, Cephyse was in the coach. Too much overcome to speak before, she now exclaimed, as she took her seat by Jacques, and remarked the paleness of his countenance: "What is it? What do they want with you?" "I am arrested for debt," said Jacques, in a mournful voice. "You!" exclaimed Cephyse, with a heart-rending sob. "Yes, for that bill, or guarantee, they made me sign.
And you, sister?" "Not yet," replied Cephyse; "I only perceive the smell of the charcoal." "Do you know where they will bury us?" said Mother Bunch, after a moment's silence. "No. Why do you ask?" "Because I should like it to be in Pere-la-Chaise. I went there once with Agricola and his mother.
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