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"Oh God! leave me this angel still a little while that I may blot out my wrong by love and adoration. As a daughter, she is sublime; as a wife, what word can express her?" Clemence raised her eyes; they were full of tears. "You pain me," she said, in a feeble voice. It was getting late; Doctor Haudry came, and requested the husband to withdraw during his visit.
Happily, however, for her nerves, her stay was short with these inhospitable entertainers. "Where are you going when you leave here, Miss Graystone," asked Mrs. Brier, on the last morning of her stay. "To Mrs. Hardyng's," said Clemence, with a sigh of relief. "Possible!" was the exclamation, "seems to me your one of the favored ones. No other teacher ever went there before.
A moment after, Mrs. Brier appeared upon the scene furious with rage, and flourishing in her right hand a large whip. A look of guilty fear overspread her face, as she beheld Clemence's agitation. "Have you seen Johnny?" she asked, breathlessly, Clemence pointed, without a word, toward the water. An awful look of terror leaped into the woman's eyes, and she turned and rushed frantically away.
"I know it," she replied patiently; "but I have suffered so much that I am weary of life. Remember, I am all alone in the world." "No, not alone, dear," said the lady, "for now that you have no one else, I intend to claim you. I love you already as a daughter, and I am going to care for your future." Clemence was too weak to do anything but yield, and when she was able to ride out, Mrs.
He seemed determined to fascinate the whole house, even the Quartier, and he began by ingratiating himself with Clemence and Mme Putois, showing them both the greatest possible attention. These two women adored him at the end of a month. Mme Boche, whom he flattered by calling on her in her loge, had all sorts of pleasant things to say about him.
He had not before dreamed of the possibility, but now the conviction fastened upon him that this was his fate. He knew in that hour of self-communion that the love of Clemence Graystone was necessary to his happiness, and he made one firm resolve to win her for his own. "Alice tells me that you have dismissed Miss Graystone?" he said inquiringly to his sister-in-law, a few days after.
Lantier, choosing his words, declared in a grave voice that his heart was dead, that for the future he wished to consecrate his life solely for his son's happiness. Every evening he would kiss Etienne on the forehead, yet he was apt to forget him in teasing back and forth with Clemence. And he never mentioned Claude who was still in the south. Gervaise began to feel at ease.
For she had lifted him thus far above his father, that it would be a disenchantment to him to find that Clemence Verney did not share his scruples. On this much, his mother now exultingly felt, she could count in her passive struggle for supremacy. No, he would never, never tell Clemence Verney and his one hope, his sure salvation, therefore lay in some one else's telling her.
"Send for Monsieur Desplein; send also to my brother and ask him to come here immediately." "Why your brother?" asked Clemence. But Jules had already left the room. For the first time in five years Madame Jules slept alone in her bed, and was compelled to admit a physician into that sacred chamber. These in themselves were two keen pangs. Desplein found Madame Jules very ill.
Some one described Bergenheim as being 'proud as a peacock, as stubborn as a mule, and as furious as a lion! Ugly race! ugly race! What I say to you now, Clemence, is to excuse your husband's faults, for it would be time lost to try to correct them. However, all men are alike; and since you are Madame de Bergenheim, you must accept your fate and bear it as well as possible.
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