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But behind it all was her passion her love for him. "You know that's altogether impossible!" he answered. "She would not take you back." "Probably not. She has pride." "Pride-chat! She'd jump at the chance!" "That sounds rude, Andree; and it is contradictory." "Rude! Well, I'm only a gipsy and a dompteuse!" "Is that all, my girl?" "That's all, now."
For a long time they watched the performance with delight, clapping and calling bravo like boys. Presently the famous dompteuse entered, Mademoiselle Victorine, passing just below Gaston. He looked down, interested, at the supple, lithe creature making for the cages of lions in the amphitheatre. The figure struck him as familiar. Presently the girl turned, throwing a glance round the theatre.
She certainly had flown high; for, again, why should not a dompteuse be a decent woman? And here were money, fame of a kind, and an occupation that sent his blood bounding. A dompteur! He had tamed moose, and young mountain lions, and a catamount, and had had mad hours with pumas and arctic bears; and he could understand how even he might easily pass from M.P. to dompteur.
"You have done well," he said admiringly, his face glowing. "I am a successful dompteuse," she replied. She then asked him who was his companion in the box. He told her. She insisted on sending for Jacques. Meanwhile they talked of her profession, of the animals. She grew eloquent. Jacques arrived, and suddenly remembered Andree stammered, was put at his ease, and dropped into talk with Annette.
Meyerbeer kept his ears open. Presently one of the students said to Bagshot, a young artist: "How does the dompteuse come on?" "Well, I think it's chic enough. She's magnificent. The colour of her skin against the lions was splendid to-day: a regular rich gold with a sweet stain of red like a leaf of maize in September. There's never been such a Una. I've got my chance; and if I don't pull it off,
Then, with a burst of reproach, indignation, and trouble: "Great God, as if you hadn't been the luckiest man on earth! Delia, the estate, the Commons all for a dompteuse!" "Let us say nothing more," said Gaston, choking down wrath at the reference to Andree, but sorrowful, and pitying Mr. Gasgoyne. Besides, the man had a right to rail. Soon after they parted courteously.
The menagerie: lions, leopards, and a grand dompteuse; and afterwards dinner with me at the Cafe Blanche. I want a blow-out of lions and that sort. I'd like to be a lion-tamer myself for a month, or as long as might be." He caught Jacques by the shoulders he had not done so since that memorable day at Ridley Court. "See, Jacques, we'll do this every year.
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