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Updated: June 6, 2025
"But," Lenaieff exclaimed, "you told me that you did not know her!" "I have made her acquaintance since then." "Ah! Where?" Eugenie inquired, with interest. "At my sister's house, during the meeting of a charitable society." "Had it anything to do with the society for which Monsieur Desvanneaux asked me to appear in a kermess?" "Well, yes.
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.
At the feet of the idol who is so appropriately enthroned among so many artistic objects!" replied the honey-tongued Prudhomme, adjusting his eyeglasses. "The bust of General de Prerolles, no doubt?" he added, inquiringly, scrutinizing a marble statuette placed on the high mantelpiece. "You are wrong, Monsieur Desvanneaux; it is that of Moliere!" "I beg your pardon! I am standing so far below it!
"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."
"You are very severe toward her!" "I can not endure hypocrites!" naively replied the worthy man. "She appeared to me to be very beautiful, however," continued Eugenie Gontier, in order to keep up the conversation on the woman who she felt instinctively was her rival. "Beautiful! Not so beautiful as you," rejoined M. Desvanneaux, gallantly.
She had recognized the Duchess and turned her horse back in order to offer her excuses for his misconduct, the effects of which Madame Desvanneaux tried to efface by brushing off the gravel with the corner of her handkerchief. "What has happened?" asked General de Prerolles, who at that moment cantered up, mounted on Aida.
"Do you guarantee the solvency of this person?" demanded M. Desvanneaux, who saw the project of the kermess falling to the ground. "It is one of my rich clients; but I have orders not to reveal her name unless her offer is accepted." The unanimity with which all hands were raised did not even give time to put the question. "Her name?" demanded the Duchess.
As he was not so curious as the Desvanneaux, it mattered little to him to what place they took him, so long as he should find Zibeline at the end of the journey. At the appointed hour the brother and sister drove to the Gare du Nord. The Duke, a director of the road, who had been obliged to attend a convocation of the Council until noon, had preceded them.
Come, come!" continued the General, who took a mischievous delight in making trouble for the worthy Desvanneaux. "Every one knows quite well that you have by no means renounced Satan, his pomps " "And his good works!" added Madame de Nointel, with a burst of laughter somewhat out of place in this formal gathering for the discussion of charitable works.
"One hundred and sixty-odd thousand francs from the first subscriptions," said M. Desvanneaux. "It has been decided that the work shall not begin until we have disposed of half of the sum total. Therefore, the difference we have to make up at present is about one hundred and forty thousand francs.
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