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"Oh, thank you my whole life shall prove my gratitude for this preference." Rose beckoned Jacintha, and sent her with an excuse to Colonel Dujardin. She then turned with an air of mock submission to Edouard. "I am at monsieur's ORDERS." Then this unhappy novice, being naturally good-natured, thanked her again and again for her condescension in setting his heart at rest.
"'I knew how it would be all along! cried she; 'I told you so! I knew if you could only hide that terrible snub all would be well; and I'm sure our pretty Jacintha wouldn't have looked your way if you hadn't! See, now! you have to thank your mother for it all!
Disguising the uneasiness this discovery gave her, she looked her visitor full in the face, and said mildly, but a little coldly, "Well, Jacintha?" Jacintha lowered her eyes and muttered slowly, "The doctor comes to-day," then raised her eyes all in a moment to take Josephine off her guard; but the calm face was impenetrable.
I choose this moment to confide to you that I love Mademoiselle Rose de Beaurepaire. Love her? I did love her; but now you tell me she is poor and in distress, I adore her." The effect of this declaration on Jacintha was magical, comical. Her apron came down from one eye, and that eye dried itself and sparkled with curiosity: the whole countenance speedily followed suit and beamed with sacred joy.
It was the best way to learn how far Jacintha had penetrated her secret, if at all. Jacintha looked fearfully round and whispered in Josephine's ear, "When the news of Colonel Raynal's death came, you wept, but the color came back to your cheek. When the news of his life came, you turned to stone. Ah! my poor young lady, there has been more between you and THAT MAN than should be.
The doctor proved Jacintha correct by entering the room in person soon after; on this Rose threw down the letter, and she and the whole party were instantly occupied in greeting him. When the ladies had embraced him and Camille shaken hands with him, they plied him with a thousand questions.
Then followed a conversation, to detail which might anticipate our story; suffice it to say, that Rose, coming into the room rather suddenly, found her sister weeping on Jacintha's bosom, and Jacintha crying and sobbing over her. She stood and stared in utter amazement. Dr. Aubertin, on his arrival, was agreeably surprised at Madame Raynal's appearance. He inquired after her appetite.
She heard Jacintha come in with some message, and thought that would be a good opportunity to slip out unmolested. So she opened the door softly. Jacintha, it seemed, had been volunteering some remark that was not well received, for the baroness was saying, sharply, "Your opinion is not asked. Go down directly, and bring him up here, to this room."
She could say no more, but choked by the strong feeling so long pent up in her own bosom, fell to sobbing hysterically, and trembling like one in an ague. The statesman, who had passed all his short life at school and college, was frightened, and took hold of her and pulled her, and cried, "Oh! don't, Jacintha; you will kill yourself, you will die; this is frightful: help here! help!"
"What is it?" cried she, gayly. "Nothing, mamma." "Let me see this nothing." They glanced at one another, and, idle as the attempt was, the habit of sparing her prevailed, and they flung themselves between her and the blow. "Josephine is not well," said Rose. "She wants to go in." Both girls faced the baroness. "Jacintha," said the baroness, "fetch Dr. Aubertin. There, I have sent her away.
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