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That was what remained for me to learn. Turning towards Madame de Gabry, I perceived that she was not alone. A young girl dressed in black was standing beside her. She had large intelligent eyes, of a grey as sweet as that of the sky of the Isle of France, and at once artless and characteristic in their expression.
I can only tell you about her, Jeanne, what an old gardener once said of the lady of the castle, his mistress, when somebody anxiously inquired about her: 'Madame is in her road. Yes, Madame de Gabry is in her own road; and you know, Jeanne, what a good road it is, and how steadily she can walk upon it.
Finding himself immovably riveted there, the old boy resigned himself to remain motionless; but his thoughts kept running in all directions. He must have had a very violent fever; for Mademoiselle Prefere, the Abbots of Saint-Germain-des-Pres, and the servant of Madame de Gabry appeared to him in divers fantastic shapes.
From those few words I learned that the fortune of Monsieur Honore de Gabry, which had been badly managed for many years, and subsequently swept away to a large extent through the failure of a banker whose name I do not know, had been transmitted to the heirs of the old French nobleman only under the form of mortgaged real estate and irrecoverable assets.
Everything passes away since thou thyself hast passed away; but Life is immortal; it is that Life we must love in its forms eternally renewed. All the rest is child's play; and I myself, with all my books, am only like a child playing with marbles. The purpose of life it is thou, Clementine, who has revealed it to me!"... Madame de Gabry aroused me from my thoughts by murmuring,
Madame de Gabry will not come back to Paris for at least three months more, at the very soonest. Without her, I have no tact, I have no common sense I am nothing but a cumbersome, clumsy, mischief-making machine. Nevertheless, I cannot possibly permit them to make Jeanne a boarding-school servant! December 28. The idea that Jeanne was obliged to sweep the rooms had become absolutely unbearable.
And, approaching Madame de Gabry as she rose from her chair, I took her right hand; I kissed that hand, and placed it on my arm, and said: "You will conduct me to the grave of the widow of Noel Alexandre." And I heard Madame de Gabry asking me: "Why are you crying?" April 16.
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