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Updated: June 10, 2025
On going to her room, Hortense found her luggage and a furious letter from Rossigny in which he bade her good-bye and announced his departure. Then Renine knocked at her door: "Your uncle is in the library," he said. "Will you go down with me? I've sent word that I am coming." She went with him. He added: "One word more.
"Madame, I overheard your conversation with M. Rossigny this morning and it did not appear to me that you were accompanying him with a light heart. I admit the ruthlessness and bad taste of my interference and I apologise for it humbly; but I risked being taken for a ruffian in order to give you a few hours for reflection." "I have reflected fully, monsieur.
"What then?" "Happiness." "You can safely leave your happiness to me." She replied, jestingly: "I rather doubt the quality of the happiness which you would give me." "Wait! You'll see! You'll see!" They had reached the motor. Rossigny, still stammering expressions of delight, started the engine. Hortense stepped in and wrapped herself in a wide cloak.
It was a glorious morning and they sat down on the terrace of the Restaurant Imperial, a little to one side. Hortense, feeling glad to be alive, was in a playful mood, full of attractive grace. Renine, lest he should startle her, refrained from alluding to the compact into which they had entered at his suggestion. She told him how she had left La Mareze and said that she had not heard of Rossigny.
There was not a sound. Rossigny must have stopped his engine and concealed the car in the thickets around the If cross-roads. She was five hundred yards at most from that circular space.
Rossigny caught them in his arms. "The die is cast," she whispered. "Go and wait for me with your car at the If cross-roads. I shall come on horseback." "Hang it, I can't run off with your horse!" "He will go home by himself." "Capital!... Oh, by the way...." "What is it?" "Who is this Prince Renine, who's been here the last three days and whom nobody seems to know?" "I don't know much about him.
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