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Yesterday was a fine day also, and I completed, as they call it, my seventy-first year. I dined at your sister's. Mr. Campbell and Car and Mie Mie were to have been of the party; they had an apology to make, I had none. 71 is not an age to Barrymoriser. There were only Mr. Woodcock and his wife. I met on my return their Majesties, que j'ai salues; and so ended my day.
My old nurse, Petronelle, has brought me up, and But tell me more about M. Deroulede I owe him so much, I'd like to know him better." "Will you not let me arrange your hair?" said Anne Mie as if purposely evading a direct reply. "M. Deroulede is in the salon with madame. You can see him then."
Anne Mie stood beside him, her pale, melancholy face peeping up at the tall Englishman, through the folds of a dark hood closely tied under her chin. "Monsieur," she said timidly, "do not think me very presumptuous. I I would wish to have five minutes' talk with you may I?"
This man seemed to be in command of the others, and he immediately stepped into the hall, followed by his four companions, who at a sign from him, effectively cut off Anne Mie from what had been her imminent purpose namely, to run to the study and warn Deroulede of his danger. That it was danger of the most certain, the most deadly kind she never doubted for one moment.
He lived a quiet life, and had never yielded to the omni-prevalent temptation of writing pamphlets, but lived alone with his mother and Anne Mie, the little orphaned cousin whom old Madame Deroulede had taken care of, ever since the child could toddle.
But Selwyn's information upon the state of France was not very accurate. Good God, Lady C., what have I done? Mie Mie wrote a letter yesterday to her mother; I was to put it in the same envelope with' my own. They were only to thank her for hers, which the Comte d'Elci brought me from her, enquiring after Mie Mie's health. To-day I find Mie Mie's letter on my table.
"One more stroll beneath the trees, ma mie," he said lightly, "you'll not wish to encounter your ardent suitor again." She loved him in this brighter mood, when he had thrown from him that mantle of jealousy and mistrust which of late had sat on him so ill.
'You wear a dark red rose when you're guessing, 'ma mie, French for, my Aminta. 'But consider, Isabella, Mr. Weyburn has just had the heaviest of losses. My aunt should spare mention of him. 'Matthew Weyburn! we both like the name. Mrs. Lawrence touched at her friend and gazed. 'I've seen it on certain evenings crimson over an olive sky.
The relationship from this time was more settled, and as Mie Mie grew into womanhood she became to Selwyn a delightful and affectionate companion. Selwyn was a universal friend; he was equally at home with politicians, dilettanti, and children; he was a man of such consistent good nature, so unaffectedly kind-hearted, that every one, statesman, gambler, or schoolboy, liked to be in his company.
He knew that Paul Deroulede's heart was completely given to Juliette de Marny; he too, like Anne Mie, instinctively mistrusted the beautiful girl and her strange, silent ways, but, unlike the poor hunchback, he knew that no sin which Juliette might commit would henceforth tear her from out the heart of his friend; that if, indeed, she turned out to be false, or even treacherous, she would, nevertheless, still hold a place in Deroulede's very soul, which no one else would ever fill.
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