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Florentin's place, he may live five-and-twenty years, so that I should not be the better for it. Kings' mistresses are hated enough on their own account; they need not also draw upon, themselves the hatred which is directed against Ministers." M. Quesnay repeated this conversation to me. The King had another mistress, who gave Madame de Pompadour some uneasiness.
Florentin's place, he may live five-and-twenty years, so that I should not be the better for it. Kings' mistresses are hated enough on their own account; they need not also draw upon, themselves the hatred which is directed against Ministers." M. Quesnay repeated this conversation to me. The King had another mistress, who gave Madame de Pompadour some uneasiness.
His anguish was violent; when he recovered he continued: "What is it in this way of living that has made you uneasy?" "Your constant care not to commit yourself " "Commit myself how?" "I do not know " "What else?" "The anger that you show, or the embarrassment, when the name of Caffie is pronounced, Madame Dammauville's, and Florentin's "
A nothing, an accident, since his real cerebral tendency placed him up to a certain point in a somnambulistic state. Was this tendency congenital with him or acquired? He did not know. Before the agitated nights after Madame Dammauville's death and Florentin's condemnation, the idea had never occurred to him that he might talk in his sleep.
His anguish was violent; when he recovered he continued: "What is it in this way of living that has made you uneasy?" "Your constant care not to commit yourself " "Commit myself how?" "I do not know " "What else?" "The anger that you show, or the embarrassment, when the name of Caffie is pronounced, Madame Dammauville's, and Florentin's "
What a strange word in his mouth! It was not out of respect to fashion that she went to church, but because there was in her a depth of religious sentiment and of piety, a little vague perhaps, which Florentin's misfortunes had revived. "I will go to high mass," she said, without letting it appear that this word had suggested anything to her, and continuing her dressing.
As for the two former, she might have prevented the pronunciation of them when she saw the effect they infallibly produced on him. But she could not prevent the utterance of Florentin's name, even had she wished it. How could she tell her mother never to speak the name of him who was constantly in their thoughts?
It is by your voice that this woman speaks, whom I do not know, and against whom I must be on my guard, for the sole reason that it is a paralytic who has told this story." She could not restrain the tears that came to her eyes, and she let them flow silently, finding nothing to reply. "I am sorry to pain you," he said. "I saw only Florentin's liberty."
"You do not wish to weaken my hope?" she said, not imagining that he could not think of this hope and of Florentin. This was a path to lead him out of his confusion. In following it he would have time to recover himself. "It is true," he said. "You do not think that what Madame Dammauville saw proves Florentin's innocence?"
But now the law had found and arrested one who was the brother of the woman he loved. "How was he arrested?" he asked, as much for the sake of knowing as to recover himself. She told what she knew, and read Florentin's letter. "He is a good boy, your brother," he said, as if talking to himself. "You will save him?" "How can I?"
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