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The follies of men are scarcely comprehensible! And what am I? Dare I think myself wise? Oliver, my passions are in arms; the contest is violent; I call on thee to examine and to aid the cause of truth. Coke Clifton to Guy Fairfax Paris, Hotel de l'Universite I have found it, Fairfax! The pearl of pearls! The inestimable jewel! The unique! The world contains but one! And what? A woman!
M. Charnot tossed his head, like a father who, though he may not be convinced, yet admits that he is beaten. As for me, Jeanne, I'm beginning to believe in the fairies again. August 3d. I have made another visit to the Rue de l'Universite. They have decided to make the trip. I leave for Bourges tomorrow, a day in advance of M. and Mademoiselle Charnot, who will arrive on the following morning.
"Come on, then, and trust to luck." "Rue de l'Universite, did you say?" broke in little Madame Plumet, who certainly took the liveliest interest in my cause. "Yes; why?" "Because I have a friend in the neighborhood, and perhaps " I risked giving her the number and name under the seal of secrecy; and it was a good thing I did so. In three minutes she had concocted a plan.
"Come on, then, and trust to luck." "Rue de l'Universite, did you say?" broke in little Madame Plumet, who certainly took the liveliest interest in my cause. "Yes; why?" "Because I have a friend in the neighborhood, and perhaps " I risked giving her the number and name under the seal of secrecy; and it was a good thing I did so. In three minutes she had concocted a plan.
Her family, on each side, is of fabulous antiquity; her mother is the daughter of an English Catholic earl. Her father is dead, and since her widowhood she has lived with her mother and a married brother. There is another brother, younger, who I believe is wild. They have an old hotel in the Rue de l'Universite, but their fortune is small, and they make a common household, for economy's sake.
But before that I shall go to his publisher's and find out something about this famous man's works, of which I know nothing whatever. December 31st He lives in the Rue de l'Universite. I have called. I have seen him. I owe this to an accident, to the servant's forgetting her orders.
For the instant he was relieved, since it put off the moment of confronting the great lady a little longer. He had, in fact, rung the bell at the frowning portal in the rue de l'Université with some trepidation. Suggestions of grandeur and mystery beyond anything he was prepared to meet lay within these seemingly fortified walls.
It was like this: her friend lived near the hotel in the Rue de l'Universite, a porter's wife of advanced years, and quite safe; by means of her it might be possible to hint to Mademoiselle Jeanne that her portrait, or something like it, was to be seen at the Salon discreetly, of course, and as if it were the merest piece of news. What a plucky, clever little woman it is!
Valentin de Bellegarde walked away with Newman that evening, and when they had left the Rue de l'Universite some distance behind them he said reflectively, "My mother is very strong very strong." Then in answer to an interrogative movement of Newman's he continued, "She was driven to the wall, but you would never have thought it. Her fete of the 25th was an invention of the moment.
Between ten and eleven o'clock I reached the Depot, which is situated in the Rue de l'Universite, Faubourg St, Germain, at the ci-devant Hotel d'Harcourt, formerly belonging to the duke of that name. Passing through the gate-way, I was proceeding boldly to the principal entrance of the hotel, when a sentinel stopped me short by charging his bayonet.
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