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"Here is a cravat which I have brought for Germain," said Rigolette; "must I leave it at the office?" "It is the rule; but, after all, while I have already transgressed orders, in for a lamb, in for a sheep come, make the day complete; give him quickly the present yourself." And the warder opened the door.
Before we inform the reader of the cause of the first grief of Rigolette, we wish to assure him completely as to the virtue of this young girl. We regret to use the word virtue a grave, pompous, and solemn word, which always carries along with it ideas of a grievous sacrifice, of a painful contest with the passions, austere meditations on the end of things here below.
Rudolph wished to spare Rigolette the sad spectacle of the arrest of Louise. "Officer," said Mrs. Pipelet, "since my prince of lodgers accompanies you, I can go and find Alfred. He alarms me: he has hardly recovered from his attack of Cabrion." "Go go!" said the magistrate; who remained alone with Rudolph.
I do not wish to ask myself how I have deserved such happiness, I abandon myself to it blindly. My life, my whole life, will not suffice to pay my debt to you! Ah! I have already suffered much, but this moment compensates all!" "At length you are consoled. Oh! I was very sure, very sure I should succeed!" cried Rigolette, with a burst of charming joy.
"My good little Goualeuse, since you have such a good acquaintance, I beg you will recommend my Louise and my Germain to him, for they do not deserve their fate," said Rigolette, thinking that her friends might gain by having two defenders instead of one. "Be tranquil; I promise you to do what I can for your proteges with M. Rudolph," said Fleur-de-Marie.
Rigolette had never evinced any partiality for either of her three lovers; but, with excellent judgment, she soon discovered that Germain combined all the qualities which would render any reasonable woman happy. When the latter was imprisoned, her feeling manifested itself as love.
"Now just imagine, I came here for a poor girl a neighbor a very lamb, who is accused wrongfully, and much to be pitied; she is Louise Morel, daughter of an honest workman who has become crazy from his misfortunes." At the name of Louise Morel, one of the victims of the notary, Mrs. Seraphin shuddered and looked at Rigolette attentively.
"Rigolette!" cried Fleur-de-Marie, at once recognizing her. "La Goualeuse!" exclaimed the grisette in her turn. And the girls threw themselves into each other's arms. Nothing could be more enchanting than the contrast between these young creatures of sixteen, tenderly embracing, both so charming, and yet so different in expression and beauty.
But to return to what I was speaking about: you do not know who M. Rudolph is?" "He is the Providence of the unfortunate!" "It is true; and what then? you do not know. Well, I am going to tell you." Then, addressing her husband, who was walking near her, Rigolette cried, "Do not go so fast, my dear! you fatigue our good mother; and, besides, I prefer to have you nearer to me."
Several papers were inclosed; one of them, bearing the superscription, "To Mademoiselle Rigolette" contained these words: "Mademoiselle When you read this letter, I shall no longer exist. "Ah! M. Rudolph," said Rigolette, "I am no longer astonished that he was so sad. Poor Germain! always pursued by such ideas!" "Yes; he must have been much afflicted. But his worst days are over, believe me."
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