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These mistakes occasioned some laughter; but as Herbert perceived that he was no longer thought stupid, he took all the laughter with good humour, and he determined to follow, in future, Mad. de Rosier's example, in pointing out the words which were puzzling. Grace was astonished, at the conclusion of the evening, to find Master Herbert in such high spirits.
The answer to her letter informed her that Mad. de Rosier's property was restored to her and to her son by the new government of France. Mrs. Harcourt, who now foresaw the probability of Mad. de Rosier's return to France, could not avoid feeling regret at the thoughts of parting with a friend to whom her whole family was sincerely attached.
"Nothing, I thank you, Grace. Send Isabella and Matilda." Isabella and Matilda came, but Mrs. Harcourt finished dressing herself in silence, and then said "Come with me, my dear girls, to Mad. de Rosier's room. I believe I had better ask her the question that I was going to ask you. Is she up?" "Yes, but not dressed," said Matilda; "for we have been reading to her."
The word de was all Matilda could make out Isabella tried it was in vain no other letters were visible. "De what? de Rosier! it must be! my son is alive!" said the mother. Henri-Montmorenci was the name of Mad. de Rosier's son; but when she reflected for an instant that this might also be the name of some other person, her transport of joy was checked, and seemed to be converted into despair.
Harcourt, laying her hand upon Mad. de Rosier's, with an expression of real kindness, mixed with her habitual politeness, "I am sensible of your goodness, but you know that in the slightest trifles, as well as in matters of consequence, I leave every thing implicitly to your better judgment: as to this business between Herbert and Grace, I don't understand it." "Mother " said Herbert.
"We prevented ourselves Grace did not prevent us, I assure you, mamma," said Isabella, eagerly: "we wished to stay at home with you Herbert and Favoretta were only going to see the royal tiger." "Then you did not stay at home by Mad. de Rosier's desire."
If it's no more than Pansy deserves, all the better. But if she fixes her affections on Mr. Rosier I won't admit that she deserves it. That will be too perverse." "Mr. Rosier's a nuisance!" Isabel cried abruptly. "I quite agree with you, and I'm delighted to know that I'm not expected to feed his flame. For the future, when he calls on me, my door shall be closed to him."
The shopman stopping his arm, assured him that they were "not good to eat;" but Herbert replied in the angry tone, which caught Mad. de Rosier's ear. "They are the seeds of radishes, my dear," said she: "if they be sown in the ground, they will become radishes; then they will be fit to eat, but not till then. Taste them now, and try."
Harcourt, coldly, for, at this instant, Grace's representations of the morning's music and dancing, and some remains of her former jealousy of Mad. de Rosier's influence over her children's affections, operated upon her mind. Pride prevented her from explaining herself further to Isabella or Matilda and though they saw that she was displeased, they had no idea of the reason.
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