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Left alone in the sacred edifice, Faringhea sank upon the stones, half kneeling, half crouching, with his face buried in his hands. As the coach drew near the quarter of the Marais, in which was situated the house of Marius de Rennepont, a feverish agitation, and the devouring impatience of triumph, were visible on the countenance of Rodin.
The officers of justice are investigating the matter. We shall give full particulars tomorrow." When he had read these lines, Father d'Aigrigny threw down the paper and remained in deep thought. "It is incredible," said he, with bitter envy, in allusion to Rodin. "He has attained his end. Hardly one of his anticipations has been defeated.
Such was the moral and physical state of Rodin, when Cardinal Malipieri entered his chamber against his will.
Thus he saw, to his great surprise, that Djalma now remained pensive for some minutes, after which he resumed in a calm but firm tone: "I have obeyed you, father: I have reflected." "Well, my dear prince?" "But suppose there should be danger in avowing this friendship?" said Rodin, very uneasy at the turn the conversation was taking.
Jacques Rennepont being dead, and Gabriel out of the field, in consequence of his donation, there remained only five persons of the family Rose and Blanche, Djalma, Adrienne, and Hardy. Two days have elapsed since Rodin was miraculously restored to life.
Mdlle. de Cardoville was, therefore, present, though invisible, at the following scene, which took place between Rodin and Djalma.
If he had he might have been reminded, as he looked down upon the wild field of tactics just noted by his pen, of that globe similarly starred all over with little red crosses, which M. Rodin was wont to consult. Now he was going into this business as he did into others, methodically.
"Oh, remain! you that have saved us all!" cried Dagobert, trying to stop Rodin. "Providence, you know, my dear young lady, does not trouble itself about the good that is done, but the good that remains to do," said Rodin, with an accent of playful kindness. "Must I not think of Prince Djalma? My task is not finished, and moments are precious.
Grivois looked fixedly at her, and said in a sardonic tone: "Very well, my dear, do not continue it. If you have scruples, you are free. Go your way." "You well know that I am not free, madame," said Florine, reddening; and with tears in her eyes she added: "I am dependent upon M. Rodin, who placed me here." "Wherefore these regrets, then?" "In spite of one's self, one feels remorse.
Her agitated features expressed a lively uneasiness. Extremely surprised, Mdlle. de Cardoville exclaimed: "What do you say?" "M. Rodin betrays you, madame." "M. Rodin? Impossible!" "Oh, madame! my presentiments did not deceive me." "Your presentiments?" "The first time I saw M. Rodin, I was frightened in spite of myself. My heart sank within me, and I trembled for you, madame."
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