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At first the grave inquiry of her look startled Guida. She was beginning to know that sensitive fear assailing those tortured by a secret. How she loathed this secrecy! How guilty she now felt, where, indeed, no guilt was! She longed to call aloud her name, her new name, from the housetops. The voice of Maitresse Aimable roused her.
"How to remember she, ma fuifre!" said Jean Touzel. "But go on to the news of her." Maitresse Aimable spread the letter out and looked at it lovingly. Her voice rose slowly up like a bubble from the bottom of a well, and she spoke. "Ah man pethe benin, when it come, you are not here, my Jean. I take it to the Greffier to read for me.
"Lord Vargrave again?" and Evelyn's smile vanished, and she turned away. "Ah," said Caroline, "I should have made Vargrave an excellent wife pity he does not think so! As it is, I must set up for myself and become a maitresse femme. So you think I look well to-night? I am glad of it Lord Doltimore is one who will be guided by what other people say." "You are not serious about Lord Doltimore?"
"How can you tell that one is in love, Maitresse Aimable?" persisted Guida. The other smiled with a torturing placidity, then opened her mouth; but nothing came of it. She watched Guida moving about the kitchen abstractedly.
The Renaissance is maitresse within and without; the other moods are wholly subservient to her grace. There is hardly an apartment in all the world of palaces in France, or beyond the frontiers, to rank with the great Galerie François I at Fontainebleau, though indeed its proportions are modest and its lighting defective to-day, for Louis XV blocked up all the windows on one side.
Pray be merciful, and let it run friendship in my next charge. My Lady sends me word she has received those parts of Cyrus I lent you. Here is another for you which, when you have read, you know how to dispose. There are four pretty stories in it, "L'Amant Absente," "L'Amant non Aimé," "L'Amant Jaloux," et "L'Amant dont La Maitresse est mort."
Rome est connue. On sait par des écrits véridiques que pendant sept cents ans elle a été maîtresse du monde. Mais quand ces écrits, ne l'attesteroient pas, on n'en auroit pas moins la preuve dans tous ces beaux édifices qu'on y voit encore, dans ces grands palais, ces colonnes de marbre, ces statues et tous ces monumens aussi merveilleux
It was as if her brain had received a blow, and in her head was a singing numbness, obscuring eyesight, hearing, speech. When she had recovered a little she took the child from Maitresse Aimable, and pressing him to her bosom placed him in the Sieur de Mauprat's great arm-chair. This action, ordinary as it seemed, was significant of what was in her mind.
"How to remember she, ma fuifre!" said Jean Touzel. "But go on to the news of her." Maitresse Aimable spread the letter out and looked at it lovingly. Her voice rose slowly up like a bubble from the bottom of a well, and she spoke. "Ah man pethe benin, when it come, you are not here, my Jean. I take it to the Greffier to read for me.
I know, you never sleep there." Maitresse Aimable shook her head once more, and drew from her pocket a letter. At sight of it Dormy Jamais crawled quickly over to where the Femme de Ballast sat, and, 'reaching out, he touched it with both hands. "Princess of all the world bidemme," he said, and he threw out his arms and laughed. Two great tears were rolling down Maitresse Aimable's cheeks.
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