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I had his troth, and that sufficed. And it was with a thrill of joy that I said to myself: 'What does it matter if M. de Chalusse should be so angered by my refusal to obey him as to drive me from his house? It will rather be so much the better; Pascal will protect me.

"Crazy in the fullest sense of the word. She refuses the count's millions from a silly fear of telling people that she belongs to the Chalusse family. She threatened her brother, but she would never have carried her threats into execution. And she prefers her present position to such a fortune. What lunacy!" But, although he was disappointed and angry, he did not by any means despair.

'I don't doubt your good intentions, my dear count, said he, but suppose this will should be contested, your property might pass into other hands. This difficulty put a stop to the proceedings for some time. The marquis asked for guarantees; the other refused to give them until, at last, M. de Chalusse discovered an expedient which would satisfy both parties.

"Your mother has only known me for a week." An expression of intense surprise appeared on the lieutenant's face. "Is it possible?" he murmured. "Your father has met me five or six times at the table of the Count de Chalusse, who was his friend but what does he know of me?" resumed Mademoiselle Marguerite.

I instantly understood that M. de Chalusse had selected the Marquis de Valorsay to be my husband, and thus the marquis had designedly explained his matrimonial programme for my benefit. It was a snare to catch the bird.

The man who stole my share of earthly happiness was the Count de Chalusse, your brother." With a sudden gesture Madame d'Argeles freed her hand from the baron's grasp, and recoiled as terrified as if she had seen a spectre rise up before her. Then with her hands extended as if to ward off the horrible apparition, she exclaimed: "O, my God!" A bitter smile curved the baron's lips.

Is it any fault of mine that Madame d'Argeles is a Chalusse, and that she wishes to defraud me of my fortune. To-morrow, I call you all to witness, there will be a lawyer here. You don't frighten me. Here is my card!" And actually, before he closed the door, he threw one of his cards into the middle of the room.

Imagining that the count's heirs had been lost sight of, he had determined to find them and make a bargain with them, before they learned that they were worth their millions. But on the contrary, these heirs were close at hand, watching M. de Chalusse, and knowing their rights so well that they were ready to fight for them.

"I am no longer Mademoiselle de Chalusse, Monsieur le Marquis, and I am no longer the possessor of a fortune." He felt the sharp sting of this retort, for the blood rose to his cheeks, still he did not lose his composure.

Be diligent and dutiful, like our dear Marguerite, and God will reward you as He has rewarded her. And, meantime, miserable in my finery, I waited waited for M. de Chalusse, who was coming to take me away. "At the appointed hour he appeared, with the same air of haughty reserve, that had so awed me on the occasion of our first meeting.