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"And such is," said the baroness with a sigh, "the result of M. de Thaller's weakness, and above all of my own. "We have no child but Cesarine; and it was natural that we should spoil her. Her fancy has been, and is still, our only law. She has never had time to express a wish: she is obeyed before she has spoken." She sighed again, and deeper than the first time.
"The Signor Gismondo relieved me of cruel anxieties," she replied; "but I had suspected the truth from the first. Was I not the confidante of your hopes? Did I not know your projects? I had taken for granted that all this talk about a marriage was but a means to advance yourself in M. de Thaller's intimacy without awaking his suspicions." M. de Tregars was not the man to deny a true fact.
"And yet," she said, "even after your explanation, it is in vain that I seek why and how I can so far disturb M. de Thaller's security that he wishes to do away with me." Maxence made a gesture of superb indifference. "I confess," he said, "that I don't see it either. But what matters it?
A little ways off stood a group of gentlemen, who had also just left their carriages, and were looking on this interminable procession of equipages and this amazing display of toilets. "They are friends of mine," said M. Costeclar: "let us join them." They did so; and, after the usual greetings, "Who is that?" inquired M. Costeclar, "that dark person, whose carriage follows Mme. de Thaller's?"
"At last," he said, "here is doubtless one end of the thread which will guide us to the truth through this labyrinth of iniquities." And, tapping gently on Maxence's shoulders, "We must talk," he said, "and at length. To-morrow, before you go to M. de Thaller's with his fifteen thousand francs, call and see me: I shall expect you.
His wife will have her carriage, her box at the opera, diamonds, and dresses as handsome as Mlle. de Thaller's." "Eh! What do I care for such things?" "It's understood. I'll present him to you on Saturday." But Mlle. Gilberte was not one of those young girls who allow themselves, through weakness or timidity, to become engaged, and so far engaged, that later, they can no longer withdraw.
The baroness had stretched herself comfortably in her arm-chair. "May we know them?" she inquired. Marius was getting somewhat uneasy in presence of Mme. de Thaller's imperturbable assurance. What hope had she? Could she see some means of escape from a situation apparently so desperate? Determined to prove to her that all was lost, and that she had nothing to do but to surrender, "Oh!
"I am obliged to you, sir," he replied evasively, "for the interest you have manifested in our welfare; and we shall always greatly prize your advice. But for the present you must allow me to leave you with my mother and sister. I have an appointment with a friend." And, without waiting for an answer, he slipped M. de Thaller's fifteen thousand francs in his pocket, and hurried out.
Is it possible that you do not remember those divine evenings in the Rue de Cirque? those nights, the mere thought of which fires my brain, and consumes my blood." He was horrible to look at, horrible and ridiculous at the same time. As he wished to take Mme. de Thaller's hands, she stepped back, and he followed her, dragging himself on his knees.
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