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Updated: June 19, 2025
The Duke de Morlay-La-Branche, sitting beside the Princess, said to her, loud enough for all to hear, "Albert Styvens is entirely right: they are people of a very different order. They are a very refreshing trio for Parisian society." Everyone kept quiet and listened to what the Duke had to say.
The Duke de Morlay-La-Branche and Castel-Montjoie appeared first, and as they were talking to the young man, the Marquis de Montagnac came out precipitately. "I beg you," he said to Maurice, "to fetch the Count's fiancee. He wants to see her before his mother knows." And Maurice had departed in hot haste. As soon as they reached the Inn, Esperance jumped to the ground.
Esperance had opened the box and taken out a posy of gardenias, which she slipped into her belt. Again the maid entered with a similar box containing orchids. Esperance blushed, and then tore the bouquet from her belt so quickly that she hurt her finger. She had not seen that a card attached to the flowers by a pin read "Duke de Morlay-La-Branche." Scornfully, she at once threw the bouquet aside.
As to the gardenias, the card attached to the green ribbons of the basket revealed the name of the most elegant clubman of Paris, the Duke Charles de Morlay-La-Branche. He was a handsome man of thirty-two, very wealthy, adored by women, popular with men. A ripple ran through the audience. "You know the Duke, they say that he is very much taken...." "They know each other?"
Jean Perliez contemplated Esperance and smiled sadly, if gladly too, at the thought that she was going to be delivered from the dangerous Duke de Morlay-La-Branche. They sat down on a high rock overlooking the little beach of Penhouet and remained silent for a while. "How very beautiful it is," murmured Albert at last. "You love the sea, do you not, Mlle. Esperance?"
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