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Goutran laid his hand on her head. "Carmen, these avowals prove to me that I was not wrong in thinking you the best and the most adorable woman in the world!" "You do not loathe me, then?" "Have I any right to be your judge? I have certainly received a sad shock." He lifted her to a chair.
I have found out that the night of the soirée, while we were saving those two old people in there, he was also doing something of the same kind." "Did he not go home then, as we supposed?" "Not he! He did not go home for over two hours, then he and Monsieur Goutran had a person with them who had been wounded a young girl she had been shot!" "What preposterous tale is this?" "It is true, sir.
"No," he replied, "I will go for it myself." He went back to Goutran's apartment. As he passed through the vestibule he heard a sarcastic laugh. He was of course mistaken, for only Goutran, with Carmen, were coming down the stairs Monsieur de Laisangy, Comte Velleni, and his Secretary Fagiano. "You have behaved like a hero, Count!" cried Carmen, as soon as she saw him.
"You have hurt me, Carmen, but I respect you more than ever, and I love you!" "Ah!" she said, passionately, "those words from your lips have made me your slave. I belong to you from this moment! I will mount guard over the enemy, and we will work together!" Goutran left Carmen's room, his brain all in a whirl. It was late, but the young man knew not too late to go to the Vicomte's.
"She is living," he said, in a grave voice. "Goutran, go to my room and bring me a small sandal-wood case on the chimney-piece." Esperance spoke now with absolute calmness. He was himself once more. When alone with Jane he took her head in his hands. "Why," he said in his low, harmonious tone, "why did you wish to die? You shall live, Jane, and nothing shall ever separate us more!"
The painter colored deeply, for it was Carmen who spoke. Goutran had indeed behaved very strangely to her. He apologized in some confusion, his duties as host, his many interruptions, etc. "I forgive you," answered Carmen, "on one condition." "Any thing!" "Oh! I shall only ask a trifle. Can you spare me a few moments?" "Certainly." "Then give me your arm, and take me out on the terrace."
Then, entirely master of himself though deadly pale, Esperance probed the wound. Goutran watched every movement and studied his face. It was a strange scene. Jane, with her fair bosom all uncovered, seemed to sleep. "Goutran," said Esperance in a whisper, "the ball has not gone far I can touch it! Give me the case again," he said presently. He selected other instruments.
While the crowd, who had by no means recovered from their agitation, complimented her on her courage, Jane moved slowly from the room. Goutran made no effort to detain her, though he knew very well that her departure would be the signal for a general move, as it was long after midnight. Esperance tried to speak, but he found it impossible to say a word to Jane. The intendant preceded them.
The Vicomte began to think his nerves were sadly out of order. Goutran, when the door had closed on the last of his guests, turned to him and asked how he would like a little walk up the Champs-Elysées. "Very much," answered the Vicomte, "I need fresh air." He took his hat from the hands of a lacquey, and the two young men walked off together.
"Yes, but for you," and Goutran bowed low, "I have obtained what was refused to an Emperor!" He pressed Carmen's arm against his own, as he spoke. The girl turned and looked him full in the face for a moment. "Take me to my father," she said. Was it fancy, or did she emphasize the two words, "my father," in an odd sort of way?
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