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It is the charmingest name in the world, I think." She continued, her face becoming grave: "When Regnard was bowing before me, I saw the resemblance more than ever and I drank in his words, because his voice is so much like Gaston's; yet, I do not see how any one could take one for the other.
"A vicomte's title is a recommendation in the eyes of people who still cling to the baubles of nobility, and all women are of this class. There is something, I know not what, delicate and knightly in this title, which suits a youngish bachelor. Duke above all titles is the one that sounds the best. Moliere and Regnard have done great harm to the title of marquis.
His furnishing of Castle Haret was an excellent excuse to keep him near Mademoiselle Capello. He asked Count Saxe to apply for additional leave for him, which was easy enough to get; but a young officer who wished promotion as much as Regnard Cheverny did, and no more aspiring man ever lived, was likely to be forgotten if he remained away from Paris too long.
So do not you, my young friend, try your luck with princes." Regnard did not like this speech, and replied tartly that the Chevernys had generally succeeded where the Harets had failed; which was true enough. I continued to be puzzled to know why Jacques Haret should remain. Gentlemen of his kidney need a great town to operate in, not a far-off province. And what would he live on?
"Your Berwick has to dance a branle first with Prince Eugene, and he who would dance with such a partner must be very active and keep his wits and his legs ready." Gaston sat down again, and did not lose his good temper. But Regnard told us further that Madame Riano was really going to Scotland. She had got it in her blood, and was likely to leave any day.
I had heard that the Chevernys as a family were famed for eloquence, and certainly both Gaston and Regnard Cheverny had always known how to speak well. Gaston now displayed in perfection this excellent gift.
Francezka, meanwhile, sat quite still in the chair where she had been placed. Gaston, turning to her, said, with an air of gentle command: "Leave. This is no place for you." "Stay!" cried Regnard violently. "You are to obey my commands, not his." Francezka, without looking toward Regnard, without a shudder or a tremor, rose.
Her letters were written at Madame Riano's dictation, but it was plain that Francezka managed to express in them her own thoughts as well as Madame Riano's. She often spoke of Regnard Cheverny. "Monsieur Regnard was with us yesterday, at our fête champêtre."
The rest of us often mistook one for the other of them, coming upon them in dark places, or at a little distance; and sometimes by changing clothes and horses, they diverted themselves at our expense; but Francezka always knew them apart, and never once mistook one for the other. Old Peter seemed to feel a secret grudge against Regnard Cheverny for acquiring Castle Haret.
At that, Regnard stepped forward, and raised his hand to separate the two. "Wait," he said to Gaston. "She was your wife for one week. She has been my wife nearly two years. She shall remain so. I, too, loved her well, from my boyhood and was it to be expected that I should let that childish fancy for you stand between her and me, when I thought you dead?"
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