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Updated: June 13, 2025
The story of her romantic marriage and her loving quest for her husband had got abroad, and at every stopping place she received sympathy and wishes for success in her search. I saw that Francezka took all these polite expressions for gospel truths, and thought everybody who spoke a word of encouragement to her was profoundly versed in wisdom.
The ostensible bait held out to him was that Francezka, with whose beauty, faith and tenderness all Paris was ringing, would be at Chambord and would take part in Monsieur Voltaire's plays. He remembered her early triumphs in the garden of the Hôtel Kirkpatrick, and was not averse to a beautiful and brilliant woman assisting in the making of his fame.
Fearless as Francezka was, she knew better than to attempt to remain alone and unmarried in Brabant, for there was no strain of deep-seated folly in her. She might find some dame de compagnie to take Madame Riano's place, but that was not an agreeable thought to her, and she was very far from being ready to give up her liberty to any man just then.
As they went together, it was plain there had been no outward break between them. The great parties at Chambord followed and lasted all through June. They were like the one in December, but they were not illuminated by the wit, the beauty, the ineffable charm of Francezka. It may be imagined how little I enjoyed them. My heart was like lead in my bosom.
Gaston, I fancied, was too proud a man to express any jealousy of his brother's continued nearness to Francezka, so he replied coolly: "By all means, retain Castle Haret. You got it for much below its value, and you would do well to keep it; and besides, you will not be entirely Austrian or English either, as long as you retain Castle Haret in the Low Countries."
The image of Francezka Capello had been deeply graven on his heart, and I saw what one does not often see in a young man barely one and twenty a real devotion to an ideal, a faithfulness that can and will endure. He was not one of the loose-tongued sort, who tell all to everybody. I think he never spoke of Mademoiselle Capello to any one but to me, and occasionally to Count Saxe.
Madame Riano was disposed to grumble a little that so many sovereigns and princes should waste their time in pageants instead of using their arms to set Prince Charles Stuart upon the throne of his ancestors; but otherwise she was reasonable enough. Francezka looked scarcely a day older than when I had last seen her two years and a half before.
One is charming the other is not." That very evening, the two Chevernys and myself being at the château, we sat down to cards with Francezka and Madame Riano. It was stormy outside, and a sudden gust of wind coming, all the lights were in an instant blown out.
They both rose so did I and Francezka turned her cheek to Count Saxe, who kissed her reverently. Let those sneer at Count Saxe who will, about his Mademoiselle Verières, his Duchesse de Bouillon and the rest. I say no one respected a woman of honor more than Count Saxe.
"It must have been very hard on Gaston," I said, "for he ever loved the dog so much." "No," replied Francezka, as if she were communicating some great sorrow to me. "Gaston cares no more for Bold than Bold cares for Gaston. What do you think now, will you promise me to keep this a secret?" "Yes."
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