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Anyhow, there was no doubt that for the five years since this cataclysm had occurred, the course of true love had run smooth and deep. But suppose now that, through LaChaise's intervention, Paula's musical career was again opened to her, would the current turn that way? Would John be left stranded? Had Paula herself any misgivings to this effect?
"Now then," March whispered. "Quicker! My God, can't they pick it up?" Like an echo came LaChaise's "Plus vite! Stringendo, jusque au bout!" and with a gasp the composer greeted the quickened tempo. Then as the song swept to its first tempestuous climax he clutched Mary's arm. "That's it," he cried. "Can't you see that's it?" "Loud! loud! loud! Loud I call to you, my love!
Certainly it was not the kind look of a benefactor, but quite the reverse: it was an expression of displeasure and anger that she saw. What had she done wrong that he should be angry; with her? She put this question to herself but she could find no reply to it; perhaps she had spent too much at Madame Lachaise's and her employer had judged her character from these purchases.
Now you can go and see about your things at once. I shall not need you until tomorrow." She went to the counting house, and after the chief cashier and his clerks had eyed her from head to foot, she was handed the order which M. Vulfran had said was to be given to her. She left the factory wondering where she would find Madame Lachaise's shop.
When she left Madame Lachaise's shop, she went on her way to Mother Françoise's to see if she could accommodate her and give her what she desired; that was a tiny little room that would not cost much. As she reached the gate she met Rosalie coming out, walking quickly. "You're going out?" cried Perrine. "Yes, and you ... so you are free then?" In a few hurried words they explained.
Perrine replied that she knew she was not well dressed but she was somewhat humiliated to be compared with a clever little dog, and the way the comparison was made was an evident intention to lower her. "I took what I could find at Mme. Lachaise's shop," she said in self-defense. "It was all right for Mme.
Fifty francs a month for two meals a day; twelve francs for a little room decorated with a little mirror, a window, and a dressing table. At eight o'clock Perrine dined alone in the general dining room, a table napkin on her lap. At eight-thirty she went to Madame Lachaise's establishment to fetch her dress and other things which were quite ready for her.
She knew that she ought to be filled with joy and yet here she was greatly worried and hesitating. Just near the church she found Mme. Lachaise's shop. It was by far the best shop in Maraucourt. In the window there was a fine display of materials, ribbons, lingerie, hats, jewels, perfumes, which aroused the envy and tempted the greed of all the frivolous girls throughout the surrounding villages.
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