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Updated: June 13, 2025
Welcome from Francois Bigot to a dancing-woman! I slipped off the cloak, looked at Jamond, who murmured once again, 'Courage, and then I stepped out swiftly, and made for a low, large dais at one side of the room. I was so nervous that I knew not how I went. The faces and forms of the company were blurred before me, and the lights shook and multiplied distractedly.
Ah, Robert, I know you think me fanciful and foolish, as indeed I am; but you must bear with me. "I danced constantly, practising hour upon hour with Jamond, who came to be my good friend; and you shall hear from me some day her history a sad one indeed; a woman sinned against, not sinning.
In this good orchard I pick sweet fruit one day. His look fell on me in such a way that shame and anger were at equal height in me. Then he bowed again to me and to Jamond, and, with a sedate gesture, walked away with the soldiers and the officer. "You can guess what were my feelings. You were safe for the moment that was the great thing.
He did not recognize me, but looked at us with sidelong curiosity. 'I am, said I, throwing back my cloak, 'a dancer, and I have come to dance before the Intendant and his guests. 'His Excellency does not expect you? be asked. 'His Excellency has many times asked Madame Jamond to dance before him, I replied. He was at once all complaisance, but his face was troubled.
I racked my brain for minutes, till the blood pounded at my temples. Presently a plan came to me. "There is in Quebec one Madame Jamond, a great Parisian dancer, who, for reasons which none knows save perhaps Monsieur Doltaire, has been banished from France.
I feared that my knowledge and power to hold them might stop before help came. Once, in a slight pause, when a great noise of their hands and a rattling of scabbards on the table gave me a short respite, some one Captain Lancy, I think snatched up a glass, and called on all to drink my health. "'Jamond!
He did not recognize me, but looked at us with sidelong curiosity. 'I am, said I, throwing back my cloak, 'a dancer, and I have come to dance before the Intendant and his guests. 'His Excellency does not expect you? he asked. 'His Excellency has many times asked Madame Jamond to dance before him, I replied. He was at once all complaisance, but his face was troubled.
Once, as I wheeled, I caught the eyes of Jamond watching me closely. The Intendant never stirred from his seat, and scarcely moved, but kept his eyes fixed on me. Nor did he applaud. There was something painful in his immovability. "I saw it all as in a dream, yet I did see it, and I was resolute to triumph over the wicked designs of base and abandoned men.
"Well, that wicked night I sent Voban to General Montcalm, and, as I said, a thought came to me: I would find Jamond, beg her to mask herself, go to the Intendance, and dance before the gentlemen there, keeping them amused till the General came, as I was sure he would at my suggestion, for he is a just man and a generous.
She, sweet friend, does not desert me, but is kept from me. She says she will not yield to Juste's suit until he yields to me. If oh, if Madame Jamond had not gone to Montreal! ...As I was writing the foregoing sentence, my father asked to see me, and we have had a talk ah, a most bitter talk! "Alixe," said he, "this is our last evening together, and I would have it peaceful."
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