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He stepped out on to the terrace and looked at the turf; then he came back into the room. "This looks serious," he said. "That pane has not been broken at all. If it had been broken, the pieces of glass would be lying on the turf. It has been cut out. We must warn your father to look to his treasures." "I told you so," said Germaine. "I said that Arsene Lupin was in the neighbourhood."
Marie broke it: "Speaking of Madame de Relzieres, do you know that she is on pins and needles with anxiety? Her son is fighting a duel to-day," she said. "With whom?" said Sonia. "No one knows. She got hold of a letter from the seconds," said Marie. "My mind is quite at rest about Relzieres," said Germaine. "He's a first-class swordsman. No one could beat him."
On reflection, it strikes me that you may do well to read it, too. Mrs. Germaine is surely by this time a person in whom you feel some interest. And she is on that account, as I think, the fittest person to close the story. When you read these lines we shall have left London for the Continent. "After you went away last night, my husband decided on taking this journey.
The Duke loosened his collar with deft fingers; tore a Van Loo fan from its case hanging on the wall, and fanned him furiously. Firmin came clumping into the room with a glass of water in his hand. The drawing-room door opened, and Germaine and Sonia, alarmed by the Duke's shout, hurried in. "Quick! Your smelling-salts!" said the Duke.
Germaine would rummage out the history of the sums of money I have given this girl, and then would set those against her play-debts, and I should have no more hold over her; for, you know, if I should begin to reproach her with the one, she would recriminate. She is a devil of a hand at that work! Neither you nor any man on earth, except myself, can form any idea of the temper of Mrs. Germaine!
Germaine could not command her temper; and she did not spare her husband in this trying moment. The arrival of some company for the ball interrupted a warm dispute between the happy pair. The ball was very thinly attended; the guests looked as if they were more inclined to yawn than to dance.
The dressmaker to whom I had alluded had been my mother's maid in f ormer years, and had been established in business with money lent by my late step-father, Mr. Germaine. I used both their names without scruple; and I wrote my recommendation in terms which the best of living women and the ablest of existing dressmakers could never have hoped to merit. Will anybody find excuses for me?
Alas! the fatal moment arrived when she was to be undeceived in this her last hope. Soon after Mr. Germaine recovered from his wounds she gave a splendid bail, to which the neighbouring nobility and gentry were invited. She made it a point, with all her acquaintance, to come on this grand night.
I admitted it frankly. It was his colour I was talking about," said the Duke, with an ironical smile. "Oh, stop your idiotic jokes! We're all sick to death of them!" said Germaine, with something of the fine fury which so often distinguished her father. "There are times for all things," said the millionaire solemnly.
What else could be the effect of a youth spent as the Earl of Chesterfield records: at thirteen years old a courtier at St Germaine: at fourteen, rid of any governor or tutor: at sixteen, at the academy of M. de Veau, he "chanced to have a quarrel with M. Morvay, since Captaine of the French King's Guards, who I hurt and disarmed in a duel."
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