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But Madame Olenska, heedless of tradition, was attired in a long robe of red velvet bordered about the chin and down the front with glossy black fur. Archer remembered, on his last visit to Paris, seeing a portrait by the new painter, Carolus Duran, whose pictures were the sensation of the Salon, in which the lady wore one of these bold sheath-like robes with her chin nestling in fur.
"Miss Duran!" he exclaimed, equally surprised, for he had thought the strollers scattered to the four winds. "Mrs. Service, if you please!" Demurely; at the same time extending her hand with a faint flush. "Yes; I am really and truly married! But it is so long since we met, I believe I literally flew to your arms!" "That was before you recognized me," he returned, in the same tone. Susan laughed.
And it brought off a man that soared up the gangway three jumps at a time he was that eager to get aboard. When he hit the deck he hadn't time to speak to any of us. He just leaned out over the rail and shook his fist at Duran and shouted: 'I beat you to it! I beat you to it! "'Who'd you beat to it, friend? I asked.
"Time was," he said, "when one met here the cream of Parisian wit and fashion: the great Flaubert, a noisy fellow at times, I vow; Dumas fils; Cabanel, Gérôme, Duran; ever-winning Carolus ah, what men! Now we get Polish pianists, crazy Belgians, anarchistic poets, and Neo-impressionists. I have warned the princess again and again." "Bécasse!" interrupted the lady herself.
Not less positive are the expressions of Father Diego Duran, contemporary of Sahagun, and himself well versed in the native tongue. "All their songs," he observes, "were composed in such obscure metaphors that scarcely any one can understand them unless he give especial attention to their construction."
There was some romantic gossip whispered about her. It was said that she had formerly led Philippe Marsy, the artist, a hard life. This artist was the painter of Charity, the picture so much admired at the Luxembourg, where it hangs between a Nymph by Henner and a Portrait of a Lady by Carolus Duran.
"A fallen angel!" commented Susan. "Good! Charming!" cried the marquis, clapping his withered hands. "Miss Duran, the Marquis de Ligne has requested the pleasure of meeting you." She flashed a smile at him. He bent over her hand; held it a moment in his icy grasp. "The pleasure," said Susan, prettily, not shirking the ordeal, "is mine."
These about exhausted the amusements of Jaffa, and you will notice that they do not exactly make for hilarity. A few miles away to the south were the Jewish colonies at Richon and Duran, whose inhabitants were extremely hospitable, and any troops quartered there subsequent to the fall of Jerusalem were assured of a warm welcome.
By his decree, also, in 1843, San Fernando was ordered returned to the control of the padres, which was done, though the next year Duran reported that there were but few cattle left, and two vineyards.
He stood before her portrait in the drawing-room the much-admired portrait by Carolus Duran and told her so. She was so living as she looked down on him a suggestion of refined irony about the lips and eyes giving personality to the delicate oval of the face that he felt himself talking to her as they had been wont to talk together ever since their youth. In his way he had stood in awe of her.
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