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But Guy had already risen and with a touch of his thumb snapping out his crush hat, he opened the door of the box, saying to Sabine as he did so: "Take notice that I ask nothing in return for this favor!" Madame Marsy began to laugh. "Ah!" she cried, "that is discreet, but I am willing to subscribe to any condition!"
Nobody in Paris now remembered anything about Philippe Marsy. In the course of time, all the little rumors are hushed in the roar and rattle of Parisian life. Only some semi-flattering rumors were connected with Sabine's name, together with some mysterious reminiscences.
"The fact is," said the minister, "that if all the people you have obligated in your life had solicited an invitation from Madame Marsy, these salons would not be large enough to contain them." "Bah! they have all forgotten as I have, myself," said Ramel, with a shake of his head and smiling pleasantly.
"Ah! pardieu," said Lissac, while Madame Marsy smiled and nodded approval of Vaudrey's words, "you and your colleagues are just now in the honeymoon of your power." "We will endeavor to make this honeymoon of as long duration as possible," laughingly replied Sulpice. "I believe in the case of power, as in marriage, that the coming of the April moon is the fault of the parties connected with it."
Yes, to tell her everything, even to his visit behind the scenes but he remained where he was, not knowing how to take leave of Madame Marsy just yet, and she, in her turn, divined from the slackened conversation that he was anxious to be off. "I was waiting for that strain," said Madame Marsy to Guy, "now that it is over, I will go."
She was bent on founding a new salon, on showing Madame Marsy that she was not alone to be the rival of Madame Evan. Madame Gerson was not on friendly terms with Sabine Marsy. People were ignorant as to the cause. Adrienne, who was not familiar with the history of such little broils, was very much surprised to learn of this fact.
This youth having had the misfortune to inherit an enormous fortune, while still a mere boy, plunged into the wildest dissipation, and became the prey of a band of sharpers and blacklegs. Mlle. Marie Louise Marsy appears to have been the one person who had a sincere affection for the unfortunate youth.
Clump pulled over in his punt to the village, across the bay. When Juno heard Clump's report, her distress was very great. As she groaned, and wiped her wet, shrivelled eyes with a duster, she said "Lor' o' Marsy! Clump, ef harm's cum ter dem chiles ob Massa Tregellin den den you berry me berry dis ole 'ooman deep." "Now, toff your mout, June toff your mout!
But the exact shade of her hair, the color of her eyes, the cut of her gowns, the address of her tradesmen, the menu of her dinners, the programme of her concerts, the names of her guests, the visitors to her salon, the address of her mansion, were all familiar to every one, and Madame Marsy was daily reported by the chroniclers to the letter, painted, dressed and undressed.
"Such a Cabinet!" Sabine had exclaimed in a rage. "A Cabinet of pasteboard capuchins." "A Ministry of pasteboard, certainly," Guy had answered. Madame Marsy was quite beside herself. Granet indeed! Why could he not have waited a day or two longer before upsetting the whole administration. It would have been quite as easy to have overthrown Pichereau a day after her soirée as a few days before.
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