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Madame Graslin took to her bed that day and never but once left it again; she went from bad to worse daily, and seemed annoyed and thwarted that she could not rise, trying to do so on several occasions, and expressing a desire to walk out into the park.
Chance willed that Madame Graslin should pass through the square in which stood the house she had formerly occupied with her father and mother in her girlish days; she grasped her mother's hand while great tears fell from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. After leaving Limoges she turned and looked back, seeming to feel an emotion of happiness which was noticed by all her friends.
This enforced rest almost killed old Sauviat. Happily, Graslin found a means of occupying his father-in-law. In 1823 the banker was forced to take possession of a porcelain manufactory, to the proprietors of which he had advanced large sums, which they found themselves unable to repay except by the sale of their factory, which they made to him.
"It will be very difficult to do it, monsieur; madame is wrapped in a hair-cloth garment." "What! in the nineteenth-century can such horrors be revived?" said the great doctor. "Madame Graslin has never allowed me to touch her stomach," said Roubaud.
"It shows what women have lost by the Revolution, which has levelled all social ranks. Passions of this kind are no longer met with except in men who still feel an enormous distance between themselves and their mistresses." "You saddle love with many vanities," remarked the Abbe Dutheil. "What does Madame Graslin think?" asked the prefect.
In spite of Madame Sauviat's mute but persistent opposition, Madame Graslin formed an almost monomaniacal habit of sitting in the same place, where she seemed to give way to the blackest melancholy. "Madame will die," said Aline to the old mother.
"And he lives all alone?" exclaimed Madame Graslin, adding the two last words hastily. "Excuse me, not quite alone, madame; he takes care of a boy about fifteen years old," said Maurice Champion. "Yes, that's so," said Colorat; "La Curieux gave birth to the child some little time before Farrabesche was condemned." "Is it his child?" asked Madame Graslin. "People think so."
When Madame Graslin recovered from the long illness that followed the birth of her child, which was not till the close of 1829, an illness which forced her to keep her bed and remain in absolute retirement, she heard her husband talking of an important piece of business he was anxious to concede.
In order not to complicate our history of the Graslin household with the foregoing incidents, we have thought it best to end that of the Sauviats by anticipating events, which are moreover useful as explaining the private and hidden life which Madame Graslin now led.
"We will try not to let you change your mind," replied Madame Graslin, smiling. "Here," said Grossetete, addressing Veronique, whom he took aside, "are the papers which the procureur-general gave to me. He was quite surprised that you did not address your inquiry about Catherine Curieux to him. All that you wished has been done immediately, with the utmost promptitude and devotion.
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