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Updated: June 15, 2025
From the little boudoir sounds of music were occasionally heard, when Micheline's nervous hand struck a louder chord on her piano. She was there, anxiously awaiting some one or something. Jeanne de Cernay, stretched in an easy-chair, her head leaning on her hand, was dreaming. During the past three weeks the young girl had changed.
She thought of going to beseech Serge and ask him what sum he would take in exchange for Micheline's liberty; but the haughty and sarcastic face of the Prince forcibly putting the bank-notes in her hands, passed before her, and she guessed that she would not obtain anything. Cast down and despairing, she entered her office and set to work.
Once in the clutches of the demon of play, he would neglect his wife, and the mother might regain a portion of the ground she had lost. Micheline's fortune once broken into, she would interpose between her daughter and son-in- law. She would make him pull up, and holding him tightly by her purse strings, would lead him whither she liked.
There were eight splendid carriage-horses, a pair of charming ponies bought especially for Micheline's use, but which the young wife had not been able to make up her mind to drive herself four saddle-horses, upon which every morning about eight o'clock, when the freshness of night had perfumed the Bois de Boulogne, the young people took their ride round the lake.
"Well! what is it?" she asked, with crushing haughtiness. "Are you frightened at having gained your cause so quickly?" And as Serge did not speak: "Come," added she, "you will have a handsome fee; Micheline's dower will be worth the trouble you have had." They heard Cayrol's hurried steps ascending the stairs.
Then bring Pierre back with you; I wish to see him after dinner." And with a firm step she went toward Micheline's room, where the latter was waiting in fear to know the result of the interview. The mansion in the Rue Saint-Dominique is certainly one of the finest to be seen. Sovereigns alone have more sumptuous palaces.
For the first time she understood her betrothed, felt how much he loved her, and regretted not having known it before. If Pierre had spoken like that before going away, who knows? Micheline's feelings might have been quickened. No doubt she would have loved him. It would have come naturally. But Pierre had kept the secret of his passion for the young girl to himself.
Lies are easily told when the proofs of the lie have to be sought beyond the frontiers. And it was her daughter who was going to fall in love with an insipid fop who only coveted her millions. That she should see such a man enter her family, steal Micheline's love from her, and rummage her strongbox!
"Well! what is it?" she asked, with crushing haughtiness. "Are you frightened at having gained your cause so quickly?" And as Serge did not speak: "Come," added she, "you will have a handsome fee; Micheline's dower will be worth the trouble you have had." They heard Cayrol's hurried steps ascending the stairs.
For the first time she understood her betrothed, felt how much he loved her, and regretted not having known it before. If Pierre had spoken like that before going away, who knows? Micheline's feelings might have been quickened. No doubt she would have loved him. It would have come naturally. But Pierre had kept the secret of his passion for the young girl to himself.
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