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Updated: June 12, 2025
Mademoiselle de Corandeuil stopped her reading as she heard Aline's remark, and turned slowly to look out of the window. "That's some of the shepherds' work," said she; "they have built a fire in the bushes at the risk of setting fire to the whole woods.
On the same morning the drawing-room of the Bergenheim castle was the theatre of a quiet home scene very much like the one we described at the beginning of this story. Mademoiselle de Corandeuil was seated in her armchair reading the periodicals which had just arrived; Aline was practising upon the piano, and her sister-in-law was seated before one of the windows embroidering.
"Now, tell us what all this means?" said Mademoiselle de Corandeuil, while the young girl was changing her dress. "It was Christian's fault," replied Aline. "We were galloping along beside the river when Titania became frightened by the branch of a tree. 'Do not be afraid! exclaimed my brother.
Between these tribes of sworn enemies a third class, much less numerous, found them selves in a critical position; these were the two servants brought by Mademoiselle de Corandeuil.
"'I dare not ask you to play with Mademoiselle de Corandeuil, said she, turning toward me; 'besides, I understand too well that it is to my interest and the pleasure of these ladies, not to exile you to a whist table. "I took the card which she half offered me with an eagerness which might have made her suppose that I had become a confirmed whist expert during my voyage.
"You were the one," said Mademoiselle de Corandeuil, "who was sent to Remiremont yesterday? Did you perform all the commissions that were given you?" "It is not among the impossibilities, Mademoiselle, that I may have neglected some of them," replied the old man, fearing to compromise himself by a positive affirmative. "Tell us, then, what you did."
"She is not content with being furious; she threatens a complete rupture. Here, read this." He handed her a large letter, folded lengthwise and sealed with the Corandeuil crest. Madame de Bergenheim took the letter and read its contents aloud: "After the unheard-of and unqualifiable events of this day, the resolution which I have formed will doubtless not surprise you in the least, Monsieur.
"You know Bergenheim; you will go to see him to-morrow. He will invite you to pass a few days with him; you will stay to dinner. You will see Mademoiselle de Corandeuil, in whose presence you will speak my name as you refer to our journey; and before night, my venerable cousin of 1569 shall send me an invitation to come to see her."
Curious to know what could have caused her niece so much surprise, Mademoiselle de Corandeuil stretched out her neck and gazed for an instant upon the page without seeing, at first, anything extraordinary, but finally her glance rested upon the armorial bearings, and she discovered the new feature added to the royal Bourbon coat-of-arms.
I accidentally turned over one day to the article upon my family in the Dictionnaire de Saint-Allais; I found that one of my ancestors, Christophe de Gerfaut, married, in 1569, a Mademoiselle Yolande de Corandeuil. "'O my ancestor! O my ancestress! I exclaimed, 'you had strange baptismal names; but no matter, I thank you.
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