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To Denoisel fell the painful duty of informing Mauperin of his son's death. The old man's grief was heartbreaking. When Denoisel was admitted to Renée, he found her sitting on a footstool, sobbing, with her handkerchief pressed to her mouth. "Renée," he said, taking her hands, "he has been killed that man should never have known.
When Henri and Henriette were born, it seemed to Denoisel that he had been given a brother and sister; but he adored the baby Renée, and he alone succeeded in making her listen and obey. "Sometimes," said Henri to Denoisel as they travelled back to Paris, "my sister's follies are harmless enough; but to-night ... before that fellow ... I am sure the marriage will fall through.
He immediately proceeded to Paris and sought legal advice, but found that his poverty rendered legal action impossible. After his interview with the solicitor, he went straight to Henri's apartment to obtain the only satisfaction that was in his power. Denoisel and another friend of Henri's arranged with Boisjorand's seconds next morning the details of the meeting.
"Well, Renée, how is the water?" asked one of the rowers. "Splendid, thanks, Denoisel," she replied, as she mounted the steps lowered for her. "I was almost getting nervous for you. And Reverchon? Ah, there he is!"
Never, never!" she exclaimed; "let me cry alone for a minute." And she left the room hurriedly. When she returned after a while, she found Denoisel in the room. "You have been out? And where have you been?" "Well, if you want to know, I have been to church to pray that I may die before father. I knelt before a statue of the Virgin.
Thus she lingered on for several months, always cheering her father and speaking of her happy future, always fading away until she became a mere shadow of her former bright and healthy self. Only to Denoisel, when after a long absence he returned from the Pyrenees, she opened her heart. To him she confessed that she knew her days were counted.
They are just staying at Sannois." "Noémi?" replied Renée. "I'd love it. But she, was so cold towards me last winter. I don't know why." "She will have £12,000 a year," interrupted Denoisel, "and her mother knows that you have a brother. And they are not a little proud of their money." Twelve thousand a year! Madame Mauperin thought of her son's future, and supported his suggestion.
I am sure of it I can see it; I feel it." "And you love him now?" Noémi closed her mouth by pressing her lips upon Renée's. A young man came to claim Noémi for the dance, and Denoisel requested the same favour from Renée. Denoisel was with Henri Mauperin.
Denoisel saw her daily, but a certain coldness had set in between them he thought that Renée held him responsible for not having prevented the duel, while Renée vaguely feared that Denoisel had guessed her secret. He started upon a long journey. In those days of illness and anxiety the hearts of father and daughter seemed to come together more closely even than before.
And, you may laugh, but it seemed to me that she nodded at my request. And it made me quite happy." The conversation drifted to gayer topics, and the two soon fell into their wonted tone of banter. "Tell me, Renée," said Denoisel, "have you never felt, I won't say love, but some sentiment for anybody?" "Never. That sort of thing only occurs when the heart is empty.
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