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I, too, have on my bureau a bust of our great Poquelin, but Madame Desvanneaux thinks that this author's style is somewhat too pornographic, and has ordered me to replace his profane image by the more edifying one of our charitable patron, Saint Vincent de Paul." "Is it to tell me of your family jars that you honor me with this visit?" said Eugenie. "No, indeed!
Three-quarters of an hour later, as, the audience was leaving the theatre, M. Desvanneaux recounted to whoever chose to listen that Mademoiselle de Vermont had passed the whole of the last 'entr'acte' in the greenroom corridor, in a friendly chat with Eugenie Gontier. When the prefectoral axe of the Baron Haussmann hewed its way through the Faubourg St.
As she was a foreigner she was placed in the seat of honor at the table, to the great displeasure of Madame Desvanneaux, who was invited to take the second place, in spite of her title of vice-president. "It is because of her millions that she was placed before me," she said in an undertone to her husband, as soon as the guests had returned to the drawing-room.
"You, perhaps, Desvanneaux," said Henri, twisting up the ends of his moustache. "Not at all," said Fanny; "I wished Heloise to go with me. I have noticed that when I am here you always lose. I fear I have the evil eye." "Say, rather, that you have no stomach," said Heloise. "Had you made your debut, as I made mine, with Frederic Lemaitre in 'Thirty Years in the Life of an Actor'"
You know that well! But how gravely you asked the question!" "For the reason that I wish to speak to you about serious matters, my dear Eugenie." The image of Zibeline passed before the eyes of the actress. That which Desvanneaux had revealed, in accusing the girl of debauchery, now appeared plausible to her, if considered in another way. "You are about to marry!" she exclaimed.
The secretary, M. Andre Desvanneaux, churchwarden of Ste.-Clotilde, as was his father before him, and in addition a Roman count, had just finished his address, concluding by making the following double statement: First, the necessity for combining all available-funds for the purchase of the land required, and for the building of the asylum itself; second, to determine whether the institution could be maintained by the annual resources of the organization.
"Well, what happened when the opera was over?" Eugenie inquired, forcing herself to hide her emotion. "They went away together! I saw them I was watching them from behind a column. What a scandal!" "And your conclusion on all this, Monsieur Desvanneaux?" "It is that the General is deceiving you, dear Mademoiselle." "With that young girl?" "A bold hussy, I tell you! A Messalina!
"See how any one can purchase admission to our world in these days!" whispered Madame Desvanneaux in her daughter's ear. "Heavens! yes, dear mother! The only question is whether one is able to pay the price."
"Here it is," replied the notary, handing her a visiting card. "'Valentine de Vermont," she read aloud. "Zibeline?" cried Madame de Nointel. "Bravo! I offer her the assurance of my esteem!" "And I also," added Madame de Lisieux. "I can not offer mine," said Madame Desvanneaux, dryly. "A young woman who is received nowhere!"
The late-comer presented her card of invitation to the proper functionary, and went across the enclosure toward the ladies' salon. "Ah! there is Zibeline!" cried Madame Desvanneaux, with an affected air. "Do you know her?" she inquired of the Duchesse de Montgeron. "Not yet," the Duchess replied.
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