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Then boldly going to Ramel: "Will you have the goodness to take me to Rue de la Chaussée-d'Antin, Monsieur Ramel?" "Why?" "Because I will not remain one hour longer in a house where my husband has the right to receive his mistress! Monsieur de Lissac refuses to accompany me. Your arm, Ramel!" "Madame," Ramel answered gently, "I knew that Monsieur de Lissac was a man of intelligence.
"Well!" said Ramel, a good-natured smile playing in his white mustache, "now it is necessary to forget." "Never!" replied Adrienne. Then proudly drawing herself up, she took Denis's arm and without even glancing in her mirror, she went off toward the salons. "Your bouquet, madame," said Lissac, who was still pale and his voice trembled. "True!" said Adrienne.
Dreams of power, visions of love of his twentieth year, had now become tangible to him and at forty he stretched out his feverish hand toward them all. "Could Ramel have been right?" he said to himself, "and I, only a provincial, athirst for Parisine? But what matter? Let Mademoiselle Kayser be what she will and I what I may be, it seems to me that I have never loved any one as I love this woman."
Ida and Anna Dorothea wept bitterly, Joanna stood, pale and proud, biting her lips till the blood came; but what could that avail? Owe Ramel offered Waldemar Daa permission to remain in the house till the end of his life. No one thanked him for the offer, and I saw the ruined old gentleman lift his head, and throw it back more proudly than ever.
He chatted with a man about sixty years old, with a white beard and very gentle eyes who listened to him good-naturedly while thinking perhaps of something else. "Ah! my old Ramel, how glad I am to see you!" he said with theatrical effusion. "It is a fact that we rarely see each other. What has become of you, Kayser?" "I? I work.
Vaudrey caused these urgent people, as well as some others, to be received by Warcolier, who asked nothing better than to make tools, to sow the seed of his clientage. Guy de Lissac and Ramel had simultaneously called Vaudrey's attention to the eagerness which Warcolier manifested in toying with popularity.
He died peacefully in his armchair near the window, as if falling asleep. "The death is announced," so read the paragraph, "of one of the oldest members of the Parisian press, Monsieur Denis Ramel, who was formerly a celebrated man and for a long time directed the Nation Française, once an important journal, now no longer in existence." Not a word beyond the brief details of his death.
Madame Vaudrey drew no real pleasure from the commonplace receptions at the ministry, or at her Wednesday at homes, except when by chance, Denis Ramel permitted himself to abandon the Batignolles to call at Place Beauvau, or when Guy enlivened this dull spot by recounting the happenings of the outside world. Adrienne felt herself terribly isolated; she knew hardly any one in Paris.
Cf. 188. Plan of Fabre for seizing Roses and Figuieres, with eight thousand men, without provisions or transports. "Fortune is on the side of fools," he said. Naturally the scheme fails. Collioure is lost, and disasters accumulate. As an offset to this the worthy general Dagobert is removed. Commandant Delatre and chief-of-staff Ramel are guillotined.
Ramel had, in the course of his career as a publicist, as a dealer in fame, assisted without taking part therein, in the formation of syndicates, allotments of shares and financial intrigues; and putting his shoulder to the wheel of enterprises that appeared to him to be solid, while seeking to strike out those which appeared to be doubtful, he had created millionaires without asking a cent from them, just as he had made ministers without accepting even a thread of ribbon at their hands.
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