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Updated: May 31, 2025
The Comte de Tressan, by order of the prince, wrote to M. d'Alembert, as well as to myself, to inform me that it was the intention of his majesty to have Palissot expelled his academy. My answer was a strong solicitation in favor of Palissot, begging M. de Tressan to intercede with the king in his behalf.
Fortunio stood sponsor for Tressan, and Garnache himself insisted upon handing the Lord Seneschal his bride, a stroke of irony which hurt the proud lady of Condillac more than all her sufferings of the past half-hour. When it was over and the Dowager Marquise de Condillac had been converted into the Comtesse de Tressan, Garnache bade them depart in peace and at once.
"Ah!" said Marius, with an insolent lifting of his brows and a sidelong look at Tressan; and Tressan registered in his heart a vow that when he should have come to wed the mother, he would not forget to take payment for that glance from her pert son. "Monsieur le Comte will remain and sup with us before riding back to Grenoble," she added. "Ah!" said he again, in the same tone.
When he had done, she moved away from the fireplace, and, beating her side gently with her whip, she stepped to the door. "Au revoir, Monsieur de Tressan," said she, mighty cool, her back towards him. At that he halted in his feverish stride, stood still and threw up his head. His anger went out, as a candle is extinguished by a puff of wind. And in its place a new fear crept into his heart.
"Go fetch her," he bade the captain, and one of the men unlocked the door to let Fortunio out upon that errand. The Parisian took a turn in the apartment, and came close to Tressan. He nodded to the Seneschal with a friendliness that turned him sick with fright. "Well met, my dear Lord Seneschal. I am rejoiced to find you here. Had it been otherwise I must have sent for you.
They had plighted their troth already, so it seems. Besides, I do not compel her. She shall marry him of her own free will or else go to Paris and stand her trial and the consequences." "They had plighted their troth, do you say?" "Well had you not, Monsieur le Seneschal?" "We had, monsieur," said Tressan, with conscious pride; "and for myself I am ready for these immediate nuptials."
He took a turn in the apartment without answering, tugging at his mustachios and pondering the situation what time the Seneschal furtively watched him in the candle-light. At last he came abruptly to a standstill by the Seneschal's writing-table, immediately opposite Tressan. His hand fell to his side, his eyes took on a look of determination.
Tressan was ugly as a toad, the most absurd, ridiculous bridegroom that ever led woman to the altar. Yet rumour ran that he was rich, and as a last resource, for the sake of his possessions she might bring herself to endure his signal shortcomings. "I have taken no resolve as yet," said she, in a wistful voice. "I founded hopes upon Marius which Marius threatens to frustrate.
I have transcribed into my collection the letters of M. de Tressan, with my answers to them: and the original of the former will be found amongst my other papers. I am perfectly aware that if ever these memoirs become public, I here perpetuate the remembrance of a fact which I would wish to efface every trace; but I transmit many others as much against my inclination.
Here he came upon Monsieur de Tressan with a half-dozen fellows at his heels, all more or less half clad, but all very fully armed with swords and knives, and one or two with muskets. Roughly, with little thought for the dignity of his high office, he thrust the Lord Seneschal aside and turned the men.
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