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A propos, General, Monsieur de Samoreau has failed in his negotiations. Mademoiselle Gontier refuses to come to recite at my next soiree!" "What necessity is there for you to make her acquaintance?" demanded Henri. "Ah, that is my secret!"
"Mademoiselle Gontier has made a fixed resolution to avoid meeting me." "That is because she is jealous of you!" said Lenaieff naively. "Jealous? And why?" said Zibeline, blushing. Visibly embarrassed, Henri drew out his watch in order to avert his countenance. "Midday!" he cried. "This is the hour for the return of the troops to their barracks.
The more he admired her freshness, and the more he inhaled her sweetness, the more the image of Eugenie Gontier was gradually effaced from his memory, like one of those tableaux on the stage, which gauze curtains, descending from the flies, seem to absorb without removing, gradually obliterating the pictures as they fall, one after another.
Very touching in her invocation to her "old Corneille," Mademoiselle Gontier was superb at the moment when the comedienne, knowing at last who is her rival, quotes from Racine that passage in 'Phedre' which she throws, so to speak, in the face of the patrician woman: . . . . Je sais ses perfidies, OEnone! et ne suis point de ces femmes hardies Qui, goutant dans la crime une honteuse paix, Ont su se faire un front qui ne rougit jamais.
Three-quarters of an hour later, as, the audience was leaving the theatre, M. Desvanneaux recounted to whoever chose to listen that Mademoiselle de Vermont had passed the whole of the last 'entr'acte' in the greenroom corridor, in a friendly chat with Eugenie Gontier. When the prefectoral axe of the Baron Haussmann hewed its way through the Faubourg St.
"I am delighted with the success of this little dinner," Valentine continued, "and I wish to give another after Easter. My great desire is to have Mademoiselle Gontier with whom I should like to become better acquainted recite poetry to us after dinner. Would you have the kindness to tell her of my desire?" "I!" exclaimed the General, amazed at such a request. "Yes, certainly.
A loud knock at the outer door spared Mademoiselle Gontier the trouble of repelling her ridiculous adorer, who promptly scrambled to his feet at the sound. "A visitor!" he murmured, turning pale. "Decidedly, I have no luck " "Monsieur le Marquis de Prerolles is in the drawing-room," a domestic announced.
Eugenie Gontier was, it was said, the natural daughter of a great foreign lord, who had bequeathed to her a certain amount of money. Therefore, she had chosen the theatrical life less from necessity than from inclination.
"Mademoiselle Gontier has made a fixed resolution to avoid meeting me." "That is because she is jealous of you!" said Lenaieff naively. "Jealous? And why?" said Zibeline, blushing. Visibly embarrassed, Henri drew out his watch in order to avert his countenance. "Midday!" he cried. "This is the hour for the return of the troops to their barracks.
On reentering the greenroom, after two well-deserved recalls, Eugenie Gontier was soon surrounded by a throng of admirers who had come to congratulate her upon her success. "Were you pleased, Henri?" she said in a low tone to the General. "Enthusiastically!" he replied. "Ah, then I can die happy!" she said, laughingly.
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