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Updated: May 23, 2025
I avenged myself by myself, and think I conducted myself remarkably well in this adventure, which was as follows: I was walking in the garden with Henriette, who had given me her arm; it was early in the morning, and the walks appeared solitary. We walked towards towards the side of the Ile d'Amour, when we heard the steps of two persons who came behind us.
Henriette's neat hair would have stood on end, had she heard Miss Du Prel fit adjectives to her conduct. "I have learnt not to expect a nice sense of honour from superior persons with unimpeachable sentiments," said Hadria. "You are certainly a good hater!" cried Valeria, with a laugh. "Oh, I don't hate Henriette; I only hate unimpeachable sentiments."
And Maurice closed his eyes, exhausted by the effort it had cost him to utter those few words. Henriette signaled Jean not to continue the discussion.
Jordan, whose language was sometimes a little strong. He said that he didn't believe all that "damned nonsense about fresh air and drains!" Henriette coughed. "It is certainly not safe to trust entirely to nurses, however devoted and experienced," she insisted. Hadria shrugged her shoulders.
The fact was, that Henriette had drawn upon herself a general hatred and ill will, because she steadily refused all gossiping invitations, where my character would have been pulled to pieces, and the affairs of my household discussed and commented upon: there, indeed, she had sinned beyond all hope of pardon. She it was who pointed out to me the perfidious conduct of the duc de Villeroi.
At that moment, just as Henriette raised her head to listen to the cannonade, which was then roaring with increased viciousness, she was thunderstruck to see Delaherche standing only a few steps away in the middle of a group of men, to whom he was telling the story of the frightful dangers he had encountered in getting from Bazeilles to Sedan. How did he happen to be there?
Three days afterwards, Henriette came to inform me that the wife of an attorney of Chatelet solicited the task of serving me in Sophie's stead; that she was a well-looking and respectable person, and might very probably suit me. "Will you see her, madam?" continued Henriette. "She is recommended by the marchioness de Montmorency." "Willingly," answered I; "desire her to come in."
You tell me this to my face, and don't appear to see that you are confessing an act of deliberate treachery." "Nonsense," cried Henriette. "There was nothing that any sane person would have objected to, in our conduct." Hadria stood looking down scornfully on her sister-in-law. She shrugged her shoulders, as if in bewilderment.
Henriette; for I shall sit in your room till you are sound asleep," said Priscilla. "Then you will have to sit there all night; and I shall have somebody to talk to." "I shall not allow you to talk." "Will you gag me, or put a pillow over my face, like the Blackamoor in the play?"
Innocence on a monument could have appeared no freer of guile than Henriette at that moment. She handed the note to Mrs. Shadd, who perused it with growing amazement. "Isn't that your handwriting and your crest and your paper?" asked Henriette, appealingly. "It certainly looks like it," said Mrs. Shadd. "If I didn't know I hadn't written it I would have sworn I had. Where could it have come from?"
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