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Madame de Merville, however, though a person of elegant taste, was neither ostentatious nor selfish; she had no children, and she lived quietly in apartments, handsome, indeed, but not more than adequate to the small establishment which where, as on the Continent, the costly convenience of an entire house is not usually incurred sufficed for her retinue.
"Hush!" said his wife, suddenly; "here comes Madame de Merville;" and rising as she spoke, she made a respectful inclination of her head towards an open carriage that was passing very slowly towards the town. "Madame de Merville!" repeated the husband, rising also, and lifting his cap from his head. "Ah! I have nothing to say against her!"
Parts of the Division, notably the 5th D.C.L.I. and the 2/6th Warwicks, which had been detrained earlier than ourselves to join in the battle, had been roughly handled in fighting south of Merville during the night of April 11/12. The 51st Division was to all intents out of action, and there was a gap of more than a mile between Robecq and Calonne on the morning of April 12.
But that report I own was one that decided not only Madame de Merville, who was a sensitive too sensitive a person, but my friend young Vaudemont, to a marriage, from the pecuniary advantages of which he was too high-spirited not to shrink." "Well," said Lord Lilburne, "then this young De Vaudemont married Madame de Merville?"
He spoke, and rose to depart for ever when the look and sigh detained him. The next day, after a sleepless night, Eugenie de Merville sent for the Vicomte de Vaudemont. "A silver river small In sweet accents Its music vents; The warbling virginal To which the merry birds do sing, Timed with stops of gold the silver string." Sir Richard Fanshawe.
He spoke, and rose to depart for ever when the look and sigh detained him. The next day, after a sleepless night, Eugenie de Merville sent for the Vicomte de Vaudemont. "A silver river small In sweet accents Its music vents; The warbling virginal To which the merry birds do sing, Timed with stops of gold the silver string." Sir Richard Fanshawe.
Days, too, in Riez Bailleul, Estaires and Merville will be remembered, days rendered vaguely precious by the subsequent destruction of those villages and by lost comrades. Those of the Battalion who fell in 1916 were mostly buried in Laventie and outside Merville.
If poetry be any index to the heart, you would have thought her one to love truly and deeply. Nevertheless, since she married as girls in France do not to please herself, but her parents, she made a mariage de convenance. Monsieur de Merville was a sober, sensible man, past middle age.
The music that had charmed her guests had mounted gaily to the vexed ears of agony and hunger. Morton passed the first room a second he came to a third, and Eugenie de Merville, looking up at that instant, saw before her an apparition that might well have alarmed the boldest.
"No, sir; he seemed a smart but common sort of lad." For the unsophisticated Madame Dufour did not discover in the plain black frock and drab gaiters of the bearer of that letter the simple livery of an English gentleman's groom. Whom could it come from, if not from Madame de Merville? Perhaps one of Gawtrey's late friends.
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