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Updated: June 6, 2025
"That will permit Monsieur Desvanneaux to combine very agreeably the discharge of his official duties with the making of pleasant acquaintances!" "The object of my action in this matter is above all suspicion," remarked the churchwarden, with great dignity, while his wife darted toward him a furious glance. "You?
"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."
Henri de Prerolles had entered his sister's carriage, in company with Madame Desvanneaux and Madame Thomery, and during the drive home, these two gentle dames for the daughter was worthy of the mother did not fail to sneer at the fair stranger, dilating particularly upon the impropriety of the challenging salute she had given to the General, with whom she was unacquainted.
"Take care!" said she; "suppose the General should be hidden under that table, like Orgon!" "The General!" exclaimed Desvanneaux; "he is too much occupied elsewhere!" "Occupied with whom?" "With Zibeline, probably. He never left her side all the evening, last night at the Opera." "Pardon me! He was here until after ten o'clock." "Yes, but afterward when the opera was over?"
"I should have been very well pleased, however " murmured young Desvanneaux, with regret. "If you had married her, Victor," said his mother, "I should have taken full charge of her wardrobe, and should have made some decided changes, I assure you." Perfectly indifferent to the general curiosity, Zibeline in her turn calmly reviewed the audience.
In one of the proscenium boxes sat the Duchesse de Montgeron with the Comtesse de Lisieux; in another the Vicomtesse de Nointel and Madame Thomery. In the first box on the left Madame Desvanneaux was to be seen, with her husband and her son, the youthful and recently rejected pretender to the hand of Mademoiselle de Vermont.
From the place she was to obliged to take in the arrangement of the scene, the apostrophe and the gestures of the actress appeared to be unconsciously directed toward Mademoiselle de Vermont, who could not restrain a startled movement. "Look! One would think that Zibeline took that allusion for herself," said Madame Desvanneaux, whom nothing escaped.
The men admired her; the women sought some point to criticise, and had the eyes of Madame Desvanneaux been able to throw deadly projectiles, her powerful lorgnette would have become an instrument of death for the object of her resentment. "This morning," said the irreconcilable matron, "she showed us her ankles; this evening she allows us to see the remainder."
Henri accompanied the two women to a coach at the door, which had been engaged by the thoughtful and obliging Desvanneaux; and, pressing tenderly the hand of his mistress, he murmured: "Till to-morrow!" "To-morrow!" she echoed, her heart oppressed with sad forebodings. Desvanneaux, whose wife was very jealous of him, made all haste to regain his conjugal abode.
Already, at the Hotel de Montgeron they swear by her; and if this sort of thing goes on, I shall very soon be regarded only as a pariah!" "Poor Monsieur Desvanneaux!" "You pity me, dear Mademoiselle? I thank you! The role of consoler is truly worthy of your large heart, and if you do not forbid me to hope " said this modern Tartufe, approaching Eugenie little by little.
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