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Updated: August 31, 2025
A friend of Zephirine du Guenic, Jacqueline de Pen-Hoel, brought up to adore the Breton grandeur of the du Guenics, had formed, ever since the birth of Calyste, the plan of transmitting her property to the chevalier by marrying him to whichever of her nieces the Vicomtesse de Kergarouet-Pen-Hoel, their mother, would bestow upon him.
In all human faces there is a spot where the secret emotions of the heart betray themselves; and these companions, accustomed for years to observe each other, had ended by finding out that spot on the rector's face: when he had Mistigris the tip of his nose grew pale. "You had company to-day," said the chevalier to Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel. "Yes, a cousin of my brother-in-law.
"Les Touches belongs to you," said my divine, dear mother-in-law. "If Calyste had never set foot in Les Touches!" cried my aunt Zephirine, shaking her head. "He would not be my husband," I added. "Then you know what happened there?" said my mother-in-law, slyly. "It is a place of perdition!" exclaimed Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel.
"Where could you find such flowers in the hedges, and nice cool roads that wind about like these?" "Nowhere, Gasselin." "Tiens! here comes the coach from Nazaire," cried Gasselin presently. "Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel and her niece will be in it. Let us hide," said Calyste. "Hide! are you crazy, monsieur? Why, we are on the moor!"
"What an idea your mother has had," said the old maid, taking her niece's other arm, "to put herself in the company of that reprobate woman!" "Oh, aunt, a woman who is the glory of Brittany!" "The shame, my dear. Mind that you don't fawn upon her in that way." "Mademoiselle Charlotte is right," said Calyste; "you are not just." "Oh, you!" replied Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel, "she has bewitched you."
I have written to Calyste about it, and I beg you to excuse our ignorance. You can never doubt our hearts, I am sure. We are piling up riches for you here. Thanks to the advice of Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel on the management of your property, you will find yourself within a few years in possession of a considerable capital without losing any of your income.
At last, when mouche was over, he drew the Chevalier du Halga into the great salon, from which he sent away Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel's page and Mariotte. "What does he want of the chevalier?" said old Zephirine, addressing her friend Jacqueline. "Calyste strikes me as half-crazy," replied Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel. "He pays Charlotte no more attention than if she were a paludiere."
"Calyste, you are not nice," said Charlotte, after vainly attempting on him those little provincial witcheries which degenerate usually into teasing. "I am tired," he said, rising, and bidding the company good-night. "Calyste is much changed," remarked Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel.
The sight of the Baronne du Guenic walking in Guerande elsewhere than to church, or on the two pretty roads selected as promenades on fete days, accompanied by the baron and Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel, was an event so remarkable that two hours later, throughout the whole town, people accosted each other with the remark, "Madame du Guenic went out to-day; did you meet her?"
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.
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