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Updated: May 8, 2025
It may be that the thought that another woman loved her betrothed had made Frantz's love more endurable to her at first; and, just as we place statues on tombstones to make them appear less sad, Desiree's pretty, little, pale face at the threshold of that uninviting future had made it seem less forbidding to her. "No!
What still remained of Desiree's soul in that wretched household in which she had lived twenty years must have shuddered at that terrible declaration. He never would give up! "No matter what people may say," continued Delobelle, "it's the noblest profession in the world. You are free; you depend upon nobody. Devoted to the service of glory and the public! Ah! I know what I would do in your place.
Yet again, on the other side, there was Desiree's poultry-yard, where the dunghill reeked with suffocating fumes.
It may be that the thought that another woman loved her betrothed had made Frantz's love more endurable to her at first; and, just as we place statues on tombstones to make them appear less sad, Desiree's pretty, little, pale face at the threshold of that uninviting future had made it seem less forbidding to her. "No!
He clearly disapproved of Desiree's marriage, and drew her attention to the fact that she was no more than a schoolgirl with an inconsequent brain, and little limbs too slight to fight a successful battle in a world full of cruelty and danger. Then he made a gesture half of apology as if recognizing that it was no business of his, and turned away thoughtfully.
All these arrangements had been made, as Desiree had prepared her trousseau, with a zest and gaiety which all were invited to enjoy. It is said that love is an egoist. Charles and Desiree had no desire to keep their happiness to themselves, but wore it, as it were, upon their sleeves. The attitude of the Frauengasse towards Desiree's wedding was only characteristic of the period.
"I have grown older and fatter," answered Desiree cheerfully. And Lisa, who had no imagination, seemed satisfied with the explanation. But the change was in Desiree's eyes. With Sebastian's permission almost at his suggestion they had selected the Grune Brucke as the point from which to see the sight.
He was like a man long saddled with a burden of which he had at length been relieved. "Ah! What news?" he asked, when he recognised Barlasch. "Nothing that you do not know already, monsieur," replied Barlasch, "except that the husband of Mademoiselle is well and on the road to Warsaw. Here read that." And he took the letter from Desiree's hand.
"Thanks to Desiree, yes." "Thanks to the devil! What did she mean what could she mean? Was it one of her jokes? For I can't believe that she would would " "Have sent us to death? Well who knows? Yes, it may have been one of her jokes," I lied. For, of course, Harry knew nothing of the cause of Desiree's desire for revenge on me, and it would have served no good purpose to tell him.
There were three spears, two of which Harry had brought, and myself the other. Harry and I wore only our woolen undergarments, so ragged and torn that they were but sorry covering. Desiree's single garment, made from some soft hide, was held about her waist by a girdle of the same material. The upper half of her body was bare. Her hair hung in a tangled mass over her shoulders and down her back.
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