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Madame de Mussidan bounded to her feet, asking herself whether her husband's intellect had not given way. "You commit a crime!" gasped she. "I, madame, I myself! Does that surprise you? Have you never had any suspicion? Perhaps you have not forgotten a fatal accident which took place out shooting, and darkened the earlier years of our married life?
I had my daughter to think of, and have gathered together a rich dowry for her, and yet " he hesitated, and ceased speaking for a moment. "And yet," repeated Madame de Mussidan. "I have never kissed her," he burst forth with a fresh and terrible explosion of wrath, "without feeling a hideous doubt as to whether she was really my child." This was more than the Countess could endure.
The silence that followed this speech lasted for nearly a couple of minutes, and became exceedingly embarrassing, when suddenly the sound of wheels was heard on the gravel of the courtyard, and in a moment afterwards a servant came and announced that the Countess de Mussidan was in the drawing-room. Norbert rose, and, taking his wife's arm, led her away.
"Very well then, I admit that according to the opinion of the world, I was a most eligible suitor, and that M. de Mussidan would find it hard to replace me." "Then tell me how it comes about that neither the Count nor the Countess has made any effort to prevent this rupture?" "Their pride, perhaps, has been wounded."
"He has a reputation for being a man of ungovernable temper, and, at the first word from you that he objects to, would throw you out of the window as soon as look at you." Mascarin shrugged his shoulders. "I can bring him to reason," answered he. The two confederates walked a little past the Hotel de Mussidan, and the doctor explained the interior arrangements of the house.
The Chateau of Mussidan stands in a very lonely spot, and one of the roads leading to it passes through a dense forest, and therefore it had been arranged that Andre was to take his meals in the house. After a time Sabine began to feel that this isolation was a needless humiliation. "Why can't M. Andre take his meals with us?" asked she of her aunt.
I am now with the Viscount de Mussidan, as his private secretary. M. Octave is not the most agreeable man in the world to get on with, as he gets into the most violent passions on very trivial occasions; but he has a good heart, after all, and I am very pleased with the position I have gained." "I am very glad to hear it, Montlouis, very much pleased indeed."
He could make nothing, however, of his visitor, and said, "Whom do you wish to see, sir?" "The Count de Mussidan," stuttered Mascarin; "and I hope that you will forgive this intrusion." The Count cut his excuse short with a haughty wave of his hand. "Wait," said he imperiously. He then with evident pain rose from his seat, and crossing the room, rang the bell violently, and then reseated himself.
"You do not believe the words you have just spoken," returned the Duchess haughtily; "but," she added in softer accents, "what could I do? I may have been weak in obeying my father, but for all that I have never forgotten the past." Madame de Mussidan, who had stationed herself behind the closed door, caught every word, and a gleam of diabolical triumph flashed from her eyes.
Her sole wish now was to fly from Mussidan, and leave Bevron and its environs, she cared not for what spot. It has been first arranged that immediately after the marriage they should make a short tour; but in spite of this, they still lingered at Mussidan; and all that Diana could do was to keep this previous determination before her husband, without making any direct attack.
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