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I don't know," answered Jacqueline, in utter discouragement; "I am too worn out to think or to do anything. Let me rest; that is all." "Why don't you go to see your stepmother?" "My stepmother? Oh, no! She is at the bottom of all that has happened to me." "Or Madame d'Argy? Or Madame de Talbrun? Madame de Talbrun is the one who would give you good advice."
He would not take to the hunting-field, she thought, the boulevard, and the corps de ballet. She would not lose him. "But, oh, Fred!" she cried, "it is not to be wondered at that he is so fond of you! You spoil him! You will be a devoted father some day; your vocation is evidently for marriage." She thought, in thus speaking, that she was saying what Madame d'Argy would like her to say.
He would not take to the hunting-field, she thought, the boulevard, and the corps de ballet. She would not lose him. "But, oh, Fred!" she cried, "it is not to be wondered at that he is so fond of you! You spoil him! You will be a devoted father some day; your vocation is evidently for marriage." She thought, in thus speaking, that she was saying what Madame d'Argy would like her to say.
"Our prodigal has returned," answered Giselle, with a little air of satisfaction, very artificial, however, for she could hardly breathe, so great was her fear and her emotion. "My house is in the garb of rejoicing." "The prodigal? Do you mean your husband?" said Madame d'Argy, maliciously. "Oh! I despair of him," replied Giselle, lightly.
"No, I speak of a prodigal who did not go far, and who made haste to repent. I am speaking of Jacqueline." There was complete silence. The knitting-needles ticked rapidly, a slight flush rose on the dark cheeks of Fred. "All I beg," said Madame d'Argy, "is that you will not ask me to eat the fatted calf in her honor.
"But," continued Giselle, "if he is forced to forget her he may try to expend elsewhere the affection he feels for her; he may trouble the peace of others, while deceiving himself. He might make in the world one of those attachments Do not fail to represent all these dangers to Madame d'Argy when you plead the cause of Jacqueline." "Humph!
She went on saying never, but less and less emphatically, and apparently she ceased to say it at last, for three months later the d'Etaples, the Rays, the d'Avrignys and the rest, received two wedding announcements in these words: "Madame d'Argy has the honor to inform you of the marriage of her son, M. Frederic d'Argy, Chevalier of the Legion of Honor, to Mademoiselle de Nailles."
"Forgive me but I have been so anxious about you ever since I heard there was to be a second meeting " "A second meeting!" screamed Madame d'Argy, who, as she read no paper but the Gazette de France, or occasionally the Debats, knew nothing of all the rumors that find their echo in the daily papers. "Oh, 'mon Dieu'! I thought you knew "
Perhaps it was this new style of hairdressing which made her seem so much more beautiful than he remembered her, but it seemed to him he saw her for the first time; while, with the greatest eagerness, notwithstanding Giselle's attempts to interrupt her, Madame d'Argy repeated to her son all she owed to that dear friend "her own daughter, the best of daughters, the most patient, the most devoted of daughters, could not have done more!
"Never!" she cried, beside herself. "You hear me never will I consent, whatever happens!" At that moment the door was partly opened, and a servant announced "Monsieur l'Abbe Bardin." Madame d'Argy made a gesture which was anything but reverential. "Well, to be sure this is the right moment with a vengeance! What does he want!
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