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This praise of her enabled Claudine to swallow down the rest. "But one day La Palferine said, 'If you wish to be the mistress of one La Palferine, poor, penniless, and without prospects as he is, you ought at least to represent him worthily. You should have a carriage and liveried servants and a title. Give me all the gratifications of vanity that will never be mine in my own person.
"In every position into which chance has thrown La Palferine, he has never failed to rise to the occasion. All that he does is witty and never in bad taste; always and in everything he displays the genius of Rivarol, the polished subtlety of the old French noble. It was he who told that delicious anecdote of a friend of Laffitte the banker.
In January, 1842, the Comtesse Laginska, with her charm of gentle melancholy, inspired a violent passion in the Comte de La Palferine, one of the most daring and presumptuous lions of the day.
"Who came?" he said to Beatrix on her return. "I don't know; Antoine is still below." "It was La Palferine." "Possibly." "You love him, and that is why you are blaming and reproaching me; I saw him!" "You saw him?" "I opened the window." Beatrix fell half fainting on the sofa.
Antonia lived in the Rue du Helder; she had seen and been seen to some extent, but at the time of her acquaintance with La Palferine she had not yet 'an establishment. Antonia was not wanting in the insolence of old days, now degenerating into rudeness among women of her class.
"To finish my portrait of La Palferine, I hasten to make the plunge into the gallant regions of his character, or you will not understand the peculiar genius of an admirable representative of a certain section of mischievous youth youth strong enough, be it said, to laugh at the position in which it is put by those in power; shrewd enough to do no work, since work profiteth nothing; yet so full of life that it fastens upon pleasure the one thing that cannot be taken away.
"That is Maxime all over!" cried La Palferine. "More especially as it was little Croizeau's money," added Cardot the profound. "Maxime scored a triumph," continued Desroches, "for Hortense exclaimed, 'Oh, if I had only known that it was you!" "A pretty 'confusion' indeed!" put in Malaga. "You have lost, milord," she added turning to the notary.
At that moment Couture, followed by Finot, came in; and, soon after, all the guests were assembled in the beautiful blue and gold salon of the hotel Schontz, a title which the various artists had given to their inn after Rochefide purchased it for his Ninon II. When Maxime saw La Palferine, the last to arrive, enter, he walked up to his lieutenant, and taking him aside into the recess of a window, gave him notes for twenty thousand francs.
"A pretty story!" cried Malaga. "My dear boy, go on, I beg of you. This goes to one's heart." "Nothing commonplace could happen between two fighting-cocks of that calibre," added La Palferine. "Pooh!" cried Malaga. "I bet on Maxime," said Cardot. "Nobody ever caught him napping." Desroches drank off a glass that Malaga handed to him. "Mlle.
When Calyste had left her, Beatrix felt so wretched, so profoundly humiliated, that she went to bed; she was really ill; the violent struggle which wrung her heart seemed to reach a physical reaction, and she sent for the doctor; but at the same time she despatched to La Palferine the following letter, in which she revenged herself on Calyste with a sort of rage:
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