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Antoinette looked at her with a bitter smile, and touched her arm lightly. "Admit, madame," she said, "that if he had a hundred thousand livres' income, you would not think of doubting his sincerity." Mme. de Lorcy did not reply; she could not say "No," and she was enraged to feel that she was both right and wrong. It is an accident that happens sometimes to women of the world.
Moriaz coldly received Mme. de Lorcy's embraces; but she smiled graciously on M. Langis, and pressed his hand affectionately. Mme. de Lorcy led them into her salon, where they talked on indifferent subjects. Antoinette was waiting for M. Langis's departure to broach the subject that she had at heart. At the end of twenty minutes, he rose, but immediately reseated himself.
After the first flush of astonishment, the note and invitation of Mme. de Lorcy had pleased him immensely; he saw in it the proof that she had ceased to struggle against the inevitable against Samuel Brohl and destiny; that she had resolved to bear her disappointment with a cheerful countenance.
He turned his back, seated himself in a chair, and taking a paper, he unfolded it. Meanwhile the door opened, and Mme. de Lorcy appeared. "What are you doing here, Camille?" she exclaimed. "You see, madame," he answered, "I am waiting until this great comedian has finished playing his piece." He was not aware that Mlle. Moriaz also had just entered the salon.
"You must own that you found a very useful and a very zealous ally in Mme. de Lorcy; do her this justice, she has worked hard, and you owe her many thanks for having busied herself so actively in ridding you of 'this worthy man, this good man, this delightful man'; those are her own words, if you remember." M. Moriaz exclaimed: "I hope you do not imagine that it was a matter arranged between us.
He uplifted his hand to show her the blue sky; he let it fall again. He looked at Antoinette, and he was afraid. He guessed immediately that she knew all. At once he grew audacious. "I spent a dull day yesterday," said he. "Mme. de Lorcy invited me to dine with a crazy woman; but the night made up for it. I saw Engadine in my dreams the firs, the Alpine pines, the emerald lakes, and a red hood."
"Well! yes, madame, that is it," replied M. Langis; "and you see before you the most unhappy of men. Why is your pond dry? I want to fling myself into it head foremost." Mme. de Lorcy laid down her embroidery, and crossed her arms. "So you have returned?" said she. "Would to God I never had gone there! It is a land where poison is sold, and I have drunk of it." "Don't abuse metaphors.
It is a well-known fact that dangers in a silken robe are the most formidable of all. Mme. de Lorcy presented him to the princess, who raised her chin to examine him with her little glittering eyes. It seemed to him that those gray orbs directed at him were two balls, which struck him in the heart; he quivered from head to foot and asked himself confusedly whether he were dead or living.
At that very moment Mme. de Lorcy, who was alone with Princess Gulof, was saying: "Well, my dear, you have talked with my man. What do you think of him?" The princess distressed her by her reply. "I think, my dear," she rejoined, "that Count Larinski is the last of the heroes of romance or, if you like better, the last of the troubadours; but I have no reason to believe him to be an adventurer."
The pitiless sentence pronounced by Mme. de Lorcy grieved M. Moriaz, but did not discourage him.
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