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"Mam'zelle is triste," he said; "is there any thing I can do for you?" "I must go away from here, Tardif," I answered, with a choking voice. A change swept quickly across his face, but he passed his hand for a moment over it, and then regarded me again with his grave smile. "For what reason, mam'zelle?" he asked. "Oh! I must tell you every thing!" I cried.
Tardif was standing beside me, and looking down upon me with a world of watchful anxiety in his deep eyes. "You are sad, mam'zelle," he said; "too sad for one so young as you are." "Oh! everybody is sad, Tardif," I answered; "there is a great deal of trouble for every one in this world. You are often very sad indeed." "Ah! but I have a cause," he said.
He often, however, brought home grapes or roses, and presented them to 'Mam'zelle' with an ingratiating twinkle. Towards the end of September, in spite of June's disapproval, Mademoiselle Vigor breathed her last in the little hotel at St. Luc, to which they had moved her; and June took her defeat so deeply to heart that old Jolyon carried her away to Paris.
Excuse me, Mam'zelle Wren; they're the clothes of an honest working-man." Irene did not wish to speak about her aunt just now, and was glad that the announcement of dinner came almost at once. They sat through an unusually silent meal, the few words they exchanged having reference to public affairs. As soon as it was over, Irene asked if she might join her father in the library.
Tardif's face was very grave and sad, indescribably so; and, before he turned to me and spoke, I knew it was some sorrowful catastrophe he had to tell. "You see how smooth it is, mam'zelle," he said "how clear and beautiful down below us, where the waves are at play like little white children? I love them, but they are cruel and treacherous.
Dobrée's second wife; Julia Dobrée married to Captain Carey; and Dr. Martin living in London, the partner of Dr. Senior! How could I put them all into their places in a moment? Tardif, too, was dwelling alone, now, solitarily, in a very solitary place. "I am very sorry for you," I said, in a low tone. "Why, mam'zelle?" he asked. "Because you have lost your mother," I answered.
But presently it cleared, and he turned to me with a frank smile. "I'll tell you all about it, Dr. Martin," he said. "You know the Seigneur was in London last autumn, and there was a little difficulty in the Court of Chefs Plaids here, about an ordonnance we could not agree over, and I went across to London to see the Seigneur for myself. It was in coming back I met with Mam'zelle Ollivier.
But the children came close to old Jolyon, knowing that he would save them, and gazed into a face which was decidedly 'caught out. "Better the day, better the deed, Mam'zelle. It's all my doing. Trot along, chicks, and have your tea." And, when they were gone, followed by the dog Balthasar, who took every meal, he looked at Irene with a twinkle and said: "Well, there we are! Aren't they sweet?
What shall I do for you? Is there any person in yonder house who frightens you, my poor little mam'zelle? Tell me what I can do?" He had drawn me back into the green shade of the trees, and set me down upon the felled tree where I had been sitting before. I told him all quickly, briefly all that had happened since I had written to him. I saw the tears start to his eyes.
Before we were quite beyond ear-shot, we heard Tardif's voice calling amid the splashing of the waves: "God be with you, my friends. Adieu, mam'zelle!" You may describe to a second person, with the most minute and exact fidelity in your power, the leading and critical events in your life, and you will find that some trifle of his own experience is ten times more vivid to his mind.
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