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"At M. de Kercadiou's request, I come instead." "You! You are sent to rescue us!" The note of amazement in her voice was stronger than that of her relief. "That, and to make your acquaintance, madame." "To make my acquaintance? But what do you mean, Andre-Louis?" "This letter from M. de Kercadiou will tell you." Intrigued by his odd words and odder manner, she took the folded sheet.
As for your absurd question about men, when I remind you that man is the noblest work of God, perhaps you will consider yourself answered." Mme. de Sautron did not invite a pursuance of the subject. But Mlle. de Kercadiou's outrageous rearing had made her headstrong. "That being so," said she, "will you tell me why they find such an overwhelming attraction in the immodest of our sex?"
M. de Kercadiou's pale eyes were wide with horror of the suggestion. "The thing happened here on your domain." "I bring a plaint against M. de La Tour d'Azyr! You are out of your senses, I think. Oh, you are mad; as mad as that poor friend of yours who has come to this end through meddling in what did not concern him.
He was graciously received by Mme. de Plougastel in the salon, whose splendours, when combined with the great air of the lady herself, overwhelmed the lad's simple, unsophisticated soul. Madame made up her mind at once. M. de Kercadiou's urgent message no more than confirmed her own fears and inclinations. She decided upon instant departure. "Bien, madame," said the youth.
The colour receded from his inflamed face; dread looked out of his pale eyes, to inform M. de La Tour d'Azyr, more clearly than any words, that M. de Kercadiou's hot speech had been the expression of unreflecting anger, that his prayer that retribution might soon overtake his godson had been unconsciously insincere.
Read it as he would, Andre-Louis when it was delivered to him on that Sunday afternoon by the groom dispatched with it into Paris could read into it only concern for M. La Tour d'Azyr, M. de Kercadiou's good friend, as he called him, and prospective nephew-in-law. He kept the groom waiting a full hour while composing his answer.
M. de Kercadiou's face turned from pink to purple. "You have quite finished?" he said harshly. "If you have understood me, monsieur." "Oh, I have understood you, and... and I beg that you will go." Andre-Louis shrugged his shoulders and hung his head. He had come there so joyously, in such yearning, merely to receive a final dismissal. He looked at Aline.
This wretched young man has an engagement for to-morrow, when his account may be definitely settled." He spoke with such calm conviction that his words had all the sound of a sentence of death. They suddenly stemmed the flow of M. de Kercadiou's anger.
"But there is, Andre. Did not Rougane tell you that there were others..." "He mentioned Mme. de Plougastel and her servant." "Then why...?" M. de Kercadiou broke off, looking his question. Very solemnly Andre-Louis shook his head. "That is impossible," he said. M. de Kercadiou's mouth fell open in astonishment. "Impossible!" he repeated. "But why?"
"And what the devil do you propose to do, if you please?" "I shall go to Rennes, and lay the facts before the King's Lieutenant." "He'll be too busy to see you." And M. de Kercadiou's mind swung a trifle inconsequently, as weak minds will.
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