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"I will not wed," she said quietly. "Think for the last time, Nais, of what is the other choice. You will be taken, warm, and quick, and beautiful as you stand there this minute, and laid in the hollow place that is made beneath the throne-stone.
"You don't know; but Monsieur Dorlange is going to make my bust in marble." Since this family dinner, civil war has been declared among my children. Nais extols to the skies her "dear preserver," as she calls him, and is supported in her opinion by Rene, who is delivered over to the sculptor body and soul in return for a superb lancer on horseback which Monsieur Dorlange cut out for him.
Chatelet had made his way back again, and now looked in a very significant fashion from M. de Bargeton to Stanislas, whom the injured gentleman accosted politely. Chatelet knew what a visit meant at this time of night, when old M. de Bargeton was invariably in his bed. It was evidently Nais who had set the feeble arm in motion.
"Some women are as much attracted by greatness as others by littleness," she added, looking at Francis. The was beyond Zephirine's comprehension; she thought her consul a very great man; but the Marquise laughed, and her laughter ranged her on Nais' side.
"Yes," said Madame de Camps, "your wife and I were just discussing, as you came in, the sort of frenzy Nais has taken for what she calls her 'preserver. We agreed in thinking there might be future danger in that direction." "From all points of view," said Monsieur de l'Estorade, "it is an unwholesome acquaintance."
While I was reading the note, my husband, Lucas, Rene, and Nais had eagerly extracted me from my swathings, and then, in truth, I appeared no longer a saint, but a woman of the world. I really thought my husband and children would go out of their minds with admiration and pleasure.
Provided with a chaperon, Nais could steer her fortunes as she chose under the style of the firm, and with the help of such connections as her wit and beauty would obtain for her in Paris. Nais was enchanted by the prospect of such liberty.
"True, Mademoiselle Bathilde, very true; well, love me as you will, so that you love me a little." "I can love you as a brother." "As a brother! You could love poor Boniface as a brother, and he might love you as a sister; he might sometimes hold your hand as he holds it now, and embrace you as he sometimes embraces Mélie and Naïs? Oh! speak, Mademoiselle Bathilde, what must I do for that?"
"Your riddles are beyond me, Ylga, but if there is a chance, let us get on and have this business done." "We are at the place now," said she, with a hard little laugh, "and if you kneel on the floor, you will find an airshaft, and Nais will answer you from the lower end. For myself, I will leave you. I have a delicacy in hearing what you want to say to my sister, Deucalion."
As Madame de Camps finished reading the letter, the sound of a carriage entering the courtyard was heard. "There are the gentlemen," said the countess. "Now, had I better show this letter to my husband or not?" "You can't avoid doing so," replied Madame de Camps. "In the first place, Nais will chatter about it.
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