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Toward Daguenet and Fauchery Mme Hugon behaved unjustly too. The former especially never left Les Fondettes, for he had given up the idea of renewing the old connection and was busy paying the most respectful attentions to Estelle. Fauchery also stayed with the Muffat ladies.
"My dear fellow," said Daguenet, giving him the benefit of his experience, "don't take any fish; it'll do you no good at this time of night. And be content with Leoville: it's less treacherous." A heavy warmth floated upward from the candelabras, from the dishes which were being handed round, from the whole table where thirty-eight human beings were suffocating.
"I guessed it by merely looking at her on the highroad that day. To think of its being possible for an honest woman to deceive her husband, and with that blackguard Fauchery too! He'll teach her some pretty things!" "Oh, it isn't her trial trip," muttered Daguenet wickedly. "Perhaps she knows as much about it as he does." At this Nana gave vent to an indignant exclamation. "Indeed she does!
For some seconds past she had been examining the Countess Sabine and Estelle. Daguenet was still at their side. Fauchery had just arrived and was disturbing the people round him in his desire to make his bow to them. He, too, stayed smilingly beside them. After that Nana pointed with disdainful action at the stands and continued: "Then, you know, those people don't fetch me any longer now!
Then since his neighbor had spoken of Nana, he ventured to question him. "Will you pardon me for asking you, sir, but that lady who is acting do you know her?" "Yes, I do a little," murmured Daguenet with some surprise and hesitation. "Then you know her address?" The question, addressed as it was to him, came so abruptly that he felt inclined to respond with a box on the ear.
Monsieur Daguenet is a young man of the greatest merit. I am acquainted with his thoughts; he is anxious to live down the errors of his youth. Estelle will bring him back to the path of virtue, be sure of that." "Oh, Estelle!" Mme Chantereau murmured disdainfully. "I believe the dear young thing to be incapable of willing anything; she is so insignificant!" This opinion caused M. Venot to smile.
"There are a couple of leeches for you!" she muttered. "If they come back threaten to go to the police." Then she called Daguenet and Georges, who had remained behind in the anteroom, where they were hanging up their overcoats. They had both met at the stage door in the Passage des Panoramas, and she had brought them home with her in a cab.
Bordenave, Daguenet, Labordette, Prulliere and others, besides, had swollen the group, and now they were all listening to Fontan, who was explaining his plan for taking Berlin within a week. Meanwhile Maria Blond was touched as she stood by the bedside and murmured, as the others had done before her: "Poor pet! The last time I saw her was in the grotto at the Gaite."
And in the bedroom he found the mistress of the house sitting up, white-lipped and rigid, while Daguenet and Georges stood gazing at her with an alarmed expression. "What IS the matter with you?" he asked in some surprise. She neither answered nor turned her head, and he repeated his question.
But over Muffat's shoulder she met Satin's gaze. And she left him anxiously and in a grave voice continued: "This marriage must come off, my friend; I don't want to prevent your daughter's happiness. The young man's most charming; you could not possibly find a better sort." And she launched into extraordinary praise of Daguenet.
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