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Jouffroy clapped his friend on the back with enthusiasm. "Il faut travailler," he said, "mais travailler!" He questioned Hadria minutely as to her course of study, approved it on the whole, suggesting alterations and additions. He asked to look through some more of her work. "Mon Dieu," he ejaculated, as his quick eye ran over page after page.
This was rendered the more imperative by other events of the night and the early morning, for, inspirited by their capture of La Tuilerie, the Germans made fresh efforts in other directions, so that Barry had to quit Arnage, whilst Jouffroy lost most of his positions near the Chemin des Boeufs, and the plateau d'Auvours had again to be evacuated.
The piano was opened. Jouffroy played. Madame Vauchelet, with her large veil thrown back, her black cashmere folds falling around her, sat in the large arm-chair, a dignified and graceful figure, listening gravely. The kindly, refined face of M. Thillard beamed with enjoyment; an occasional cry of admiration escaping his lips, at some exquisite touch from the master.
She hurried home on arriving at the quay, and found Henriette waiting for her. "What is it? Tell me at once, if anything is wrong." "Then you knew I was here!" exclaimed Miss Temperley. "Yes; M. Jouffroy told me. He found me at St. Cloud. Quick, Henriette, don't keep me in suspense." "There is nothing of immediate seriousness," Henriette replied, and her sister-in-law drew a breath of relief.
"They are to you, Madame, an oppression, a weariness, a " "M. Jouffroy, I have never spoken to you about these things. I cannot see how you are in a position to judge." "Ah, but I know. Have I not heard cette chère Madame Bertaux describe the life of an English village? And have I not seen ?" "Seen what?" "Cette dame. I have seen her at your apartment this afternoon.
Round and round went the thoughts, like vast wheels, and when towards morning, she dozed off a little, the wheels were still turning in a vague, weary way, and as they turned, the life seemed to be crushed gradually out of the sleeper. Jouffroy came to enquire whether the decision had been made. He was in a state of great excitement. He gave fervent thanks that Hadria had stood firm.
M. Thillard reminded Madame Temperley of her kind permission to present to her M. Jouffroy. Madame Temperley was charmed and flattered by Monsieur's visit. It was an exciting afternoon. Madame Vauchelet was eager to hear the opinion of the great man, and anxious for Hadria to make a good impression.
It was with great reluctance that Jouffroy acceded to Hadria's wish to return home alone. She watched the river banks, and the boats coming and passing, with a look of farewell in her eyes. She meant to hold out to the utmost limits of the possible, but she knew that the possible had limits, and she awaited judgment at the bar of destiny.
As for l'amour, that was the supreme egotism. The affections were simply a means to "make oneself paid." Affection! Bah! One did not offer it for nothing, bien sûr! "Comment? Your presence can give me happiness, and you will not remain always beside me? It is nothing to you how I suffer? To me whom you love you refuse this small demand?" Jouffroy opened his eyes, with a scornful glare.
This change in the bearings of philosophic opinion commenced in England earlier than in France, where a philosophy of a contrary kind had been more widely cultivated, and had taken a firmer hold on the speculative minds of a generation formed by Royer-Collard, Cousin, Jouffroy, and their compeers.
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