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For nearly a month past, ever since the day when Sidonie came and took Frantz away in her coupe, Desiree had known that she was no longer loved, and she knew her rival's name. She bore them no ill-will, she pitied them rather. But, why had he returned? Why had he so heedlessly given her false hopes? How many tears had she devoured in silence since those hours!
"I should like you to give me the letter, you know, the little letter and the package." Sigismond stared at him in amazement. In his innocence, he had imagined that Risler never thought of Sidonie, that he had entirely forgotten her. "What you want ?" "Ah! I have well earned it; I can think of myself a little now. I have thought enough of others." "You are right," said Planus.
Risler was deeply moved for a moment. So much money at one time for him! His mind dwelt upon the generosity of these Fromonts, who had made him what he was; then he thought of his little Sidonie, of the longing which she had so often expressed and which he would now be able to gratify. With tears in his eyes and a happy smile on his lips, he held out both hands to his partner. "I am very happy!
He never had taken so much notice of the refined features, the aristocratic pallor of her complexion; and when he left her that evening, deeply touched by the warmth she had displayed in defending Sidonie, by all the charming feminine excuses she put forward for her friend's silence and neglect, Frantz Risler reflected, with a feeling of selfish and ingenuous pleasure, that the child had loved him once, and that perhaps she loved him still, and kept for him in the bottom of her heart that warm, sheltered spot to which we turn as to the sanctuary when life has wounded us.
And then she was clever and bright, and so loving! No one but Desiree knew how fondly that little woman loved Frantz, and how she had thought of him night and day for years. He had not noticed it himself, but seemed to have eyes for nobody but Sidonie, a gamine. But no matter! Silent love is so eloquent, such a mighty power lies hid in restrained feelings. Who knows?
Thou heardest it, Maximian Roussel! Not from me, but from the gentleman himself! Forty, sometimes fifty! Such the march, the forward march of civilize-ation!" His words were cut short by the unearthly neigh of the engine. Sidonie smote herself backward against her husband. "Nay, Sidonie, fear thou nothing! Remember, dear Sidonie, thy promise of self-control! Stand boldly still, St.
For a long time he had implored her not to receive that man; but Sidonie would not listen to him, and on that very day, speaking of a grand ball she was about to give, she had declared explicitly that nothing should prevent her inviting her tenor. "Then he's your lover!" Georges had exclaimed angrily, his eyes gazing into hers. She had not denied it; she had not even turned her eyes away.
He had been detained at home; Sidonie had company Delobelle touched M. Chebe's foot under the table and, as he spoke, the poor man, decidedly perplexed by the two empty glasses that awaited him, wondered in front of which of the two he ought to take his seat. Delobelle was generous. "You have business together, Messieurs; do not let me disturb you."
Sidonie, Crébiche, Claude, rest in yo' seats." "Mo' betteh you tu'n 'em loose, I t'ink," said Catou amiably; "ain't it?" "I rather they stay," replied Bonaventure. All sat down. There was a sustained silence, and then Catou said with quiet abruptness: "We dawn't want no mo' school!" "From what cause?" "'Tain't no use." "Sir sirs, no use? 'Tis every use! The schoolhouse?
So he never had forgotten her. On this occasion above all, when Sidonie arrived at Savigny after her long absence, with her fluffy hair, her graceful figure, her bright, mobile face, the whole effect emphasized by mannerisms suggestive of the shop-girl, she produced a decided sensation.
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