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Updated: August 31, 2025
Toward the last, the curate of Pen-Hoel made certain representations to old Madame Lorrain, begging her to persuade her daughter-in-law to marry Brigaut, and promising to have the major appointed justice of peace for the canton of Pen-Hoel, through the influence of the Vicomte de Kergarouet. The death of the poor young woman put an end to the matter.
Oh! how I think of you and Pen-Hoel, and the big pong, that's where we had our only happy days. I shall have no more, for I feel I am going from bad to worse. I am very ill, Jacques. I have dreadful pains in my head, and in my bones, and back, which kill me, and I have no appetite except for horrid things, roots and leaves and such things.
"Will Monsieur du Halga join us this evening?" asked Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel, taking off her knitted mittens after the usual exchange of greetings. "Yes, mademoiselle; I met him taking his dog to walk on the mall," replied the rector. "Ha! then our mouche will be lively to-night. Last evening we were only four."
As soon as this amazing news reached the ears of Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel, she said to her niece, "Something very extraordinary is happening at the du Guenics." "Calyste is madly in love with that beautiful Marquise de Rochefide," said Charlotte. "I ought to leave Guerande and return to Nantes."
On the death of Louis XVIII. he returned to Guerande, and became, after a while, mayor of the city. The rector, the chevalier, and Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel had regularly passed their evenings for the last fifteen years at the hotel de Guenic, where the other noble personages of the neighborhood also came.
Some day, when we are alone together, I will describe to you my Aunt Zephirine, Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel, the Chevalier du Halga, the Demoiselles de Kergarouet, and others. Dear people! they ought to be preserved under glass. My mother-in-law has solemnly installed us in the apartments formerly occupied by herself and her late husband. The scene was touching. She said to us,
Here's one hundred and four louis," cried Zephirine. "Is that enough?" "What is all this?" asked the Chevalier du Halga, who now came in, unable to understand the attitude of his old blind friend, holding out her petticoat which was full of gold coins. Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel explained.
Can it be that the fashion of dissipation is contagious? I see that Monsieur le chevalier is again at Les Touches this evening." "Don't say anything about those visits before Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel," cried the old maid, eagerly. "Ah! mademoiselle," remarked Mariotte, "you can't prevent the town from gossiping." "What do they say?" asked the baroness.
"The Baron du Guenic fails," was a phrase that opened the conversation in many houses. "How is Thisbe?" asked Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel of the chevalier, as soon as the cards were dealt. "The poor little thing is like her master," replied the chevalier; "she has some nervous trouble, she goes on three legs constantly. See, like this."
If they were true, Calyste would never be so constantly with her; he has too much good sense not to perceive such monstrosities " "Monstrosities?" said the baron, waked up by the word. The baroness and the rector exchanged looks. The cards were dealt; Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel had Mistigris! Impossible to continue the conversation!
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