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Madame Odinska was waiting for her: she intended herself to take her to the convent, and for that purpose had assumed the imposing air of a noble matron. Alas! it was in vain! Jacqueline, was made to understand that such an infraction of the rules could not be overlooked. To pass the night without leave out of the convent, and not with her own family, was cause for expulsion.
Besides, the harm was done it was irreparable and while she was turning over in her mind in what manner she could explain to the Mother Superior that the mistake about the hour had been no fault of hers and the Mother Superior, alas! would be sure to make inquiries as to the friends whom she had visited the magic violin of M. Szmera played its first notes, accompanied by Madame Odinska on the piano, and by a delicious little flute.
"Then your nuns must be savages? You should teach them better." "Don't be worried, dear little one, you can sleep on this sofa," said Madame Odinska, kindly. To whom had she not offered that useful sofa? Wanda, indeed, always slept curled up like a cat on a divan, in a fur wrapper, which she put on early in the evening when she wanted to smoke cigarettes. She went to sleep at no regular hour.
After all, the Sparks and Madame Odinska are not yet put out of the pale of good society, and she knew them long ago. An early intimacy may be a good explanation if people blame her for going too far " "So be it, then; if you are satisfied it is not for me to say anything," replied Marien, coldly. "Satisfied? I am not satisfied with anything or anybody," said Madame de Nailles, indignantly.
Besides, the harm was done it was irreparable and while she was turning over in her mind in what manner she could explain to the Mother Superior that the mistake about the hour had been no fault of hers and the Mother Superior, alas! would be sure to make inquiries as to the friends whom she had visited the magic violin of M. Szmera played its first notes, accompanied by Madame Odinska on the piano, and by a delicious little flute.
Colette Odinska, who, herself always on a high horse, looked on love in its tragic aspect, and would have liked to resemble Marie Stuart as much as she could, "is she not fortunate? She has had a man who has gone abroad to get himself killed and all for her!"
Colette Odinska, who, herself always on a high horse, looked on love in its tragic aspect, and would have liked to resemble Marie Stuart as much as she could, "is she not fortunate? She has had a man who has gone abroad to get himself killed and all for her!"
After all, the Sparks and Madame Odinska are not yet put out of the pale of good society, and she knew them long ago. An early intimacy may be a good explanation if people blame her for going too far " "So be it, then; if you are satisfied it is not for me to say anything," replied Marien, coldly. "Satisfied? I am not satisfied with anything or anybody," said Madame de Nailles, indignantly.
The deep bow-window her favorite spot which enabled her to have a reception-day in connection with that of her mamma, seemed like a great basket of roses when all her friends assembled there, seated on low chairs in unstudied attitudes: the white rose of the group was Mademoiselle d'Etaples, a specimen of pale and pensive beauty, frail almost to transparency; the Rose of Bengal was the charming Colette Odinska, a girl of Polish race, but born in Paris; the dark-red rose was Isabelle Ray-Belle she was called triumphantly whose dimpled cheeks flushed scarlet for almost any cause, some said for very coquetry.
Madame Odinska was waiting for her: she intended herself to take her to the convent, and for that purpose had assumed the imposing air of a noble matron. Alas! it was in vain! Jacqueline, was made to understand that such an infraction of the rules could not be overlooked. To pass the night without leave out of the convent, and not with her own family, was cause for expulsion.
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