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"No, no, not to-day, sire! Adieu! adieu!" she said, as she stooped down once more to embrace her lover and escaped. Montalais was, in fact, waiting for her, very pale and agitated. "Quick, quick! he is coming," she said. "Who who is coming?" "Raoul," murmured Montalais. "It is I I," said a joyous voice, upon the last steps of the grand staircase.
Mademoiselle de Tonnay-Charente was the last of the ladies inscribed for tickets; and, as if she had ranked according to her name upon the list, she had only Montalais and La Valliere near her. When the bracelets reached these two latter, no one appeared to take any further notice of them.
"Montalais must be as much embarrassed as La Valliere and yourself." "Less so, for she is less compromised, having said less." "That does not matter; she will help you, I dare say, by deviating a little from the exact truth." "Especially if she knows that your highness is kind enough to interest yourself about me." "Very well, I think I have discovered what it is best for you all to pretend."
Eve de Montalais laughed the charming, low-keyed laugh of a happily diverted woman. "But spare yourself, monsieur. I surrender at discretion: I will do as you wish." "Truly? Rather than listen to my discourse, you actually agree to remove your jewels to a safe place?" "Even so, monsieur.
"In that case," said Malicorne, tranquilly, "she can wait a few minutes longer." "Monsieur Malicorne," said Montalais, "you are forgetting yourself." "You should rather say that it is you who are forgetting me, and that I am getting impatient at the part you make me play here indeed!
Burning with desire, when she advanced to tempt him, he had the art to appear ice, persuaded that if he opened his arms, she would run away laughing at him. On her side, Montalais believed she did not love Malicorne; whilst, on the contrary, in reality she did.
Our old acquaintance Montalais, therefore, made his majesty a profound courtesy, the more respectful from the necessity she was under of concealing certain contractions of her laughing lips, which the king might not have attributed to their real cause. It was just at this moment that the king caught the word which startled him. "And the name of the third?" asked Monsieur.
He saw La Valliere herself, then Montalais talking with Malicorne; he watched the departure of the very last of the numerous guests that had a short time before thronged the queen-mother's cabinet.
Eve de Montalais flicked away her cigarette and sat forward, elbows on knees, hands laced, her level gaze holding his. "It is true, our acquaintance is barely three weeks old; but you do injustice to my insight if you assume I have learned nothing about you in all that time. You have not been secretive with me.
From one of these groups, the nearest to the fireplace, Malicorne, who had been at once raised to the dignity, through Manicamp and De Guiche, of the post of master of the apartments, and whose official costume had been ready for the last two months, was brilliant with gold lace, and shone upon Montalais, standing on Madame's extreme left, with all the fire of his eyes and splendor of his velvet.
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