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Yet, I am a lady of rank and reputation, and my affection for you is as pure as that of maiden can be." "Fair lady," said Lacour, "if such you be indeed, you must permit me to request you to remove that envious mask." "It may not be," replied the stranger, with a laugh. "Ask that, or presume to remove this shield, and I vanish like a fairy or a phantom.
Her attention was entirely concentrated on the war. The irregularity in the mails was exasperating her so that she began composing protests to the government whenever a few days passed by without bringing any letter from sub-Lieutenant Lacour. It pleased him far more to haunt the cheap restaurants with his female flock. His host accepted his negatives with good-natured resignation.
Besides, she had brought to the marriage a dowry of three hundred thousand francs, a capital which had enabled the engineer to enlarge his business. The senator had been instrumental in arranging this marriage. He was interested in Laurier because he was the son of an old friend. Upon Marguerite Laurier the presence of Julio flashed like a ray of sunlight in the tiresome salon of Lacour.
Several times, she overheard uncomplimentary words hurled against the "embusques." The fact that her brother who was not French was in the thick of the fighting, made the Lacour situation still more intolerable. She had an "embusque" for a lover. How her friends would laugh at her! . . . The senator's son soon read her thoughts and began to lose some of his smiling serenity.
He had only to remark casually, "I believe that Yankee is coming," and the great man would beat a hasty retreat, oftentimes in his desperate flight availing himself of the back stairs. At this time began to develop the most important event in Julio's existence. The Desnoyers family was to be united with that of Senator Lacour.
Lacour and his friend thought longingly of the roadways flanked with trees, of their tramp in the open air where they could see the sky and meadows. They were not going twenty steps in the same direction. The official marching ahead was every moment vanishing around a new bend.
"I am poor," said Lacour, "but higher motives than hopes of reward stimulate me to perform this duty. Yet, should I be successful, a sum of money like this would enable me to wed one, who, though I voluntarily offered to release her from her engagement has loved me as well in my misfortunes as in happier times. In one week, therefore, Mr.
Then Lacour, warming to his work, gave many instances where the wives of great men had condoned and even encouraged their husbands' little idiosyncrasies, to the great augmenting of our most valued literature. Now and then, as this eloquent man talked, Valdorême's eyes seemed to flame dangerously in the shadow, but the woman neither moved nor interrupted him while he spoke.
Madame Caspilier seated herself at a table, resting her elbow upon it, shading her eyes with her hand, and yet Lacour felt them searching his very soul. "Sit down," she said. "You are my husband's friend. What have you to say?" Now, it is a difficult thing for a man to tell a beautiful woman that her husband for the moment prefers some one else, so Lacour began on generalities.
The sorrows he had experienced would have blighted the heart and sapped the life of Pierre Lacour, but for the love of one who had proved true to him through all his trials.
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