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Had M. d'Henriel the right to possess it? and, having that, had he the right to wear it at his breast? Beauchamp was dragged into the discussion of the case. Renee waited curiously for his judgement.
Indeed, there was an Asiatic splendour of animal beauty about M. d'Henriel that would be serpent with most women, Madame d'Auffray conceived; why not with the deserted Renee, who adored beauty of shape and colour, and was compassionate toward a rashness of character that her own unnatural solitariness and quick spirit made her emulous of?
The lamp at the lodge-gates presented the young man's face in full view, and Beauchamp thought him supremely handsome. He perceived it to be a lady's glove that M. d'Henriel wore at his breast. Renee walked her horse up the park-drive, alongside the bright running water. It seemed that she was aware of the method of provoking or reproving M. d'Henriel.
The lamp at the lodge-gates presented the young man's face in full view, and Beauchamp thought him supremely handsome. He perceived it to be a lady's glove that M. d'Henriel wore at his breast. Renee walked her horse up the park-drive, alongside the bright running water. It seemed that she was aware of the method of provoking or reproving M. d'Henriel.
'It is not long since, madame. 'On the road? 'Coming along-the road. 'And our glove? 'Madame la Marquise, if I may trust my memory, M. d'Henriel was not in official costume. Renee allowed herself to be reassured.
Beauchamp and he walked like loving comrades at school, questioning, answering, chattering, laughing, a beautiful sight to Renee, and she looked at Agrnes d'Auffray to ask her whether 'this Englishman' was not one of them in his frankness and freshness. Roland stopped to turn to Renee. 'I met d'Henriel on my ride here, he said with a sharp inquisitive expression of eye that passed immediately.
She wrote word that she had seen M. d'Henriel for the first time since his return from Italy, and he was much changed, and inclined to thank Roland for the lesson he had received from him at the sword's point. And next she urged Beauchamp to marry, so that he and she might meet, as if she felt a necessity for it. 'I shall love your wife; teach her to think amiably of me, she said.
How I thank my dear brother Roland for saving me the sight of you condemned to fight, against your conscience! He taught poor M. d'Henriel his lesson. You, Nevil, were my teacher. And see how it hangs: there was mercy for me in not having drawn down my father's anger on my heart's beloved. He loved you. He pitied us. He reproached himself.
'He wears a glove at his breast, said Beauchamp. 'You speak of M. d'Henriel. He wears a glove at his breast; yes, it is mine, said Renee. She slipped from her horse and stood against his shoulder, as if waiting to be questioned before she rang the bell of the chateau. Beauchamp alighted, burning with his unutterable questions concerning that glove.
He was attracted by a happy contrast of colour between her dress and complexion, together with a cavalierly charm in the sullen brows she lifted; and seeing the reverse of a look of indifference on his face, after what he had heard of her frivolousness, she had a fear that it existed. 'Are we not to have M. d'Henriel to-day? he amuses me, the baronne d'Orbec remarked.
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