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She fastened her bouquet of drooping roses to her corsage and without daring to look at Lissac again, she re-entered, leaning on Ramel's arm. Left alone in the salon, Guy remained a moment to shake his head. "Poor, dear creature!" he said.
Some of them, the good fellows, are flattered: 'He has written to me, he is not proud! Others, the suspicious fellows, are reassured: 'Now I have his signature, I have him! And there you are!" They laughed heartily. "How they laugh afterward," thought Lissac, "at the electors whose shoes they would blacken beforehand." "The course that I have followed is very simple," said another.
Monsieur de Rosas decided, egged on a little by Guy de Lissac, to come and relate to Madame Marsy's friends his adventures in strange lands. The invitations to the soirée were already out. Madame Marsy had also obtained a promise from three Ministers of State that they would be present. She had spread the news far and wide.
Over the pretty Andalusian features of Madame Gerson, a mocking smile played. "I have guessed it," she exclaimed. "And so have I," said Lissac. "You wish me to present the new Minister of the Interior to you? You have a friend you want appointed to a prefecture." "Not at all. I only want him to take Pichereau's place at my reception.
"Have you been much in love with Mademoiselle Kayser?" "Very much." "And has she loved you a little?" "Not at all." "That is not what she has just told me." "Ah!" said Lissac, as he threw away his cigar. "You spoke of me, then?" "She told me that she believed she loved you sincerely." "That is just what I had the pleasure of telling you." "And Marianne?
She was longing to escape from all that noise, that atmosphere that lacked air, and from Marianne's look and smile that pierced her. She went, as if by chance, instinctively guiding Lissac, led by him to a little, salon far from the reception rooms, and which was reserved for her and protected by a door guarded by an usher.
It is a long time since lovers who have ceased to love invented cremation! Nothing is new under the sun!" She was no longer the same woman. A moment before she manifested a sort of endearing humility, but now she was ironically boastful, looking at Lissac with the air of one triumphing over a dupe.
"Claire Dujarrier! The very thing! Why not?" thought Marianne. She had been introduced to the ex-danseuse by Guy de Lissac. He was considered as one of Claire's old lovers. They quarrelled when the old dame had heard one of Guy's bons mots that had become familiar at the Club: "When I see her, I always feel a slight emotion: she recalls my youth to me! But alas! not hers!"
That is a compliment that I am used to Lissac has told me that already, only the other morning." She bit her lips almost imperceptibly, as if to blame herself for her imprudence, but had she mentioned Guy's name designedly, she could not have been better satisfied with the result.
But even so, I do not believe Monsieur de Lissac is authorized by the Grand Chancellor to wear his decoration. That is easily ascertained! I will nevertheless not fail to insert in the Officiel to-morrow a note relative to the illegality of wearing certain foreign decorations " "Is this note directed against Lissac?" "Not at all.
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