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Updated: June 5, 2025
I must talk to her ... I will come to lunch, oh yes! but above all I must talk to her." Esperance was motioning violently to Marguerite to hang up the receiver, but Mlle. Frahender objected to this lack of courtesy, so the young girl giving way to her remonstrance yielded gracefully.
Frahender, Jean and Maurice to the Chateau de Montjoie. When they arrived there, at ten in the evening, Esperance recognised the Duke in the distance as soon as the carriage stopped. He was looking out of one of the great windows above the terrace. He was, in fact, awaiting the coming of Esperance. But he pretended not to have seen the carriage and continued to gaze up at the stars.
He was looking at her so strangely that she stammered and fled into the next room, where she had seen Mlle. Frahender disappear. "That man frightens me," she whispered, pressing close to her old friend. "Who frightens you, dear child?" "Count Styvens." "That gentlemanly young man, who is so considerate?" Esperance did not dare to speak her thought. "That is not the way that others look at me."
Frahender put her to bed. Albert went back to wait for the Doctor. Maurice went in search of Charles de Morlay. He met a forester, who told him that the Duke had gone for a ride in the forest, and had sent word to the Duchess that he might not be back to lunch. Maurice returned disturbed and thoughtful.
Frahender agreed to accompany Esperance. It was decided that Marguerite should go to look after them. The faithful soul had practically brought up the child; her zeal and devotion were unfailing. But M. Darbois raised the objection, "You should have a man with you." The door bell rang, then they heard a voice, "In the salon? Don't bother to announce me, I'll go up!"
He ground out the name of the Duke of Morlay-La-Branche in a kind of roar. Mlle. Frahender, more composed than the girls, took the potion left by the doctor to calm the fever when it should become too raging. Esperance hardened herself against the weakness which had made her leave the bedside, and while Genevieve held the bandaged head she poured the liquid between the sick man's lips.
She seems sure of herself and at the same time shows a little stage fright, a special variety which makes her hands like ice, and tightens her throat, as you must have noticed from the strain in her first speeches." "Indeed I noticed it, and was a little frightened," said Mlle. Frahender. "I know," said Jean Perliez, "but we need not be worried.
She helped her dear little friend to get up and they returned to the house as they had come. Mademoiselle Frahender was just coming out to look for them. "Here we are, little lady, don't scold," said Esperance playfully. The little old lady shook her head chidingly. "You do not look well, my child. You are up too early.
Frahender had been relieved by the maid, but they were anxious to return to their posts, and when Francois began to fold his napkin, they pushed back their chairs and quickly returned to the sick-chamber. The patient was becoming delirious. The name of Esperance was continually recurrent in his confused talk.
For the first time Esperance absented herself from the Conservatoire voluntarily. She had so much to do! She wanted to look beautiful, "perfectly beautiful," she confided to Mlle. Frahender. "I feel that something great is in store for me in the early coming days."
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