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As they approached it, a long procession of happy-looking children passed them; several of those in Madelaine's class nodded to her, and one of them separating herself from the others, ran up to Madelaine, and said hastily, "Is it true, Madelaine, that you have stayed away from school without leave for six days? An apprentice told our teacher, and he is very angry with you."
My dear friend besought her aunt with such graciousness that she obtained permission to take me with her, and for the first time I saw the Count Louis, Madelaine's fiancé. He was a very handsome young man, of majestic and distinguished air. He had hair and eyes as black as ink, red lips, and a fine mustache. He wore in his buttonhole the cross of the royal order of St.
I was horrified to see Corporal Madelaine's face streaming with blood. "It is nothing, sir ...; it passed in front of my nose." He wiped his face with the back of his hand. It had indeed been grazed by a bullet. One half-inch more, and the good fellow's nose would have been carried off. Fortunately the skin was hardly broken. Madelaine went on: "It's nothing; ... but my mare...."
Madelaine's soft eyes filled with tears as she answered, "My brother is quite blind, sir." "In that case, these waters will be of no use to him, but something else may be done," he added; then asking Madelaine's name and address, he left them. They then returned home, and related to their mother what had passed.
X. C. V., and in a few words told her the plan. "But," said she, "I should have to go through Madelaine's room to get to the garret." "In that case, dearest, we must win the girl over." "Tell her my secret?" "Just so." "Oh, I couldn't!" "I will see to it; the golden key opens all doors."
And yet it is easy to believe that some one, with that looseness of family tradition and largeness of ancestral pride so common among the Creoles, in half-knowledge and half-ignorance should have ventured aside for an instant to attribute in pure parenthesis to an ancestral De la Houssaye the premature honor of a San Domingan war; or, incited by some tradition of the old Prime Minister's intimate friendship with Madelaine's family, should have imputed a gracious attention to the wrong Count de Maurepas, or to the wrong count altogether.
She had toned down, Cousin Francis told her, with evident approval. In spite of its tempestuous beginning, the year in the Terrace had in great measure resulted as her guardian hoped it would. Aunt Virginia's sweet refinement, Alexina's earnestness, Madelaine's grace, all these had had their influence; but most potent had been her admiration almost adoration for Miss Carpenter.
She told me she was engaged to the young Count Louis le Pelletrier de la Houssaye, and I, with some change of color, told her of Abner. One day Madelaine's aunt, the Countess de Ségur, came to take her to spend the day at her palace.
Madelaine's heart sunk, when she looked around upon those into whose society she was thus thrust. Some were intoxicated, others were gambling, quarrelling, and using profane and dreadful language. Mixed among these miserable women were several children, seeing and hearing all this wickedness.
"Well, at least she is just as lovely," Charlotte answered blithely. The news spread quickly. The Terrace was stirred to its depths. Life within its quiet borders was becoming exciting. The announcement of Madelaine's engagement with all the splendors in prospect would have sufficed for one season, but even this was eclipsed by the romance of the shop, so named by Mrs. Leigh.
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