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Updated: May 26, 2025
But what an adorable wife for a man of my age! What principles! what ignorance!" Remember that this monologue, addressed to the Princess Goritza, was mentally uttered while he took a pinch of snuff. Madame Granson had divined that the chevalier was talking about Athanase.
I found more intelligence among the colored residents of this city than any other Southern city I had visited. Milla Granson used as good language as any of the white people. We found many little incidents to cheer in all our rounds of pitiable scenes of sorrow. We sometimes met men and women among these Southerners of correct views on secession.
"The deuce!" muttered du Bousquier. "Actually Madame Amphoux's liqueurs, which they only serve at the four church festivals!" "Undoubtedly the marriage was arranged a year ago by letter," said the chief-justice du Ronceret. "The postmaster tells me his office has received letters postmarked Odessa for more than a year." Madame Granson trembled.
At a little distance from the town, is a mineral spring, with a large building containing baths and a pump-room. I found the waters were strongly impregnated with sulphur. Here is a celebrated school, containing about 250 boys; the annual expense for each boarder is not less than fifty louis. We proceeded in the diligence to Neufchâtel, through the towns of Granson, St. Aubin, and Boudri.
If it was not uninteresting to any one to see what figure the seducer would cut that evening, it was all important for the chevalier and Madame Granson to know how Mademoiselle Cormon would take the news in her double capacity of marriageable woman and president of the Maternity Society.
Alas! the provinces calculate and arrange marriage with the one view of material comfort, and a poor artist or man of science is forbidden to double its purpose and make it the saviour of his genius by securing to him the means of subsistence! Moved by such ideas, Athanase Granson first thought of marriage with Mademoiselle Cormon as a means of obtaining a livelihood which would be permanent.
The evening after the catastrophe, Madame Granson, one of the persons most opposed to the rector of the town, and who had hitherto supported the minister of Saint-Leonard, began to tremble as she thought of the inflexible Catholic doctrines professed by her own party.
"So you are going to-morrow to Prebaudet?" "Yes, I really must," she replied. On this occasion the mistress of the house appeared preoccupied. Madame Granson was the first to perceive the quite unnatural state of the old maid's mind, Mademoiselle Cormon was thinking! "What are you thinking of, cousin?" she said at last, finding her seated in the boudoir.
Olivier de la Marche ends a meagre account of Granson with the following rather barren words : "In short the Duke of Burgundy lost the day and was pushed back as far as Jougne, where he stopped, and it is meet that I tell how the duke's bodyguard saved themselves ... and reached Salins where I saw them arrive for I was not present at the battle on account of a malady I suffered.
"But I wish it, nevertheless. If not, you will lose me; this double grief, yours and mine, is killing me. You would rather I lived than died?" Madame Granson looked at her son with a haggard eye. "So this is what you have been brooding?" she said. "They told me right. Do you really mean to go?" "Yes." "You will not go without telling me; without warning me? You must have an outfit and money.
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