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Updated: May 27, 2025
During the last two acts she came and shook hands with us, and, caressing our hair with her gloved hand, said her husband had seen papa's letter; that it was from a dear friend, and that she came to ask Madame du Clozel to let her take us away with her.
Do you know the price of these things?" "Yes; and, moreover, Madame du Clozel has told us." "And you tell me a poor woman, the wife of a gardener, made you these presents. Oh! I must see this Madame Carpentier. She must have known Alix. And who knows oh, yes, yes! I must go myself and see her." "And I must give her forewarning," I said to myself.
She was received with a cry of surprise; not for her beauty, not for her exquisite toilet, but because of him who entered with her. "Great God!" exclaimed Celeste du Clozel, "it is Tréville de Saint Julien!" "Oh!" cried Madame de la Houssaye, "Tonton is a fool, an arch-fool. Does she want to see bloodshed this evening?"
All the costumes, masculine and feminine, were prepared in profound secrecy. Each one vowed to astonish, dazzle, surpass his neighbor. My father, forgetting the presents from Alix, gave us ever so much money and begged Madame du Clozel to oversee our toilets; but what was the astonishment of the dear baroness to see us buy only some vials of perfumery and two papers of pins.
In the whole village she could get no white gloves. She would have to let that pass and show her round white arms clasped with two large bracelets of pearls. She showed also a necklace and earrings of pearls. Madame du Clozel, slave to the severe etiquette of that day, did not question us, but did go so far as to say in our presence that camayeu was never worn at night.
He has a defect of pronunciation which shocks even the ear of a foreigner. DORSAN is naturally cold and stiff, and when he endeavours to repair the former of these defects, the weakness of his powers betrays him. If he speaks correctly, it is without finesse, and he never adds by expression to the thought of the author. CLOZEL is a very handsome young man.
As we entered the room the Baron du Clozel passed his arm under papa's and conducted him to the platform, while his sons, following, drew us forward to receive the tributes prepared for us. Neville bowed low and began his address. At first he spoke with feeling and eloquence, but by and by he lost the thread.
Olivier and Charles du Clozel turned everything to our entertainment, and it was soon decided that we should all go that same evening to the theater. Hardly was the sun down when we shut ourselves into our rooms to begin the work of dressing. Celeste put herself at our service, assuring us that she knew perfectly how to dress hair.
Morphy were greatly disappointed to see us go, and the former declared that if these nobles kept on taking away their custom they would have to shut up shop. Papa, to appease him, paid him double what he asked. And the baron gave his arm to Suzanne, as the elder, while I followed, on papa's. Madame du Clozel and her daughter met us at the street gate.
I turned to Charles du Clozel, who sat beside me, and said: "That is the Countess de la Houssaye, isn't it?" "Do you know her?" "I see her for the first time; but I guessed it." Several times I saw her looking at me, and once she smiled.
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