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Updated: May 21, 2025
Louise du Trouffle drew her husband onward, and they both followed silently the great crowd which was now entering the splendidly illuminated conservatories. The view offered to the eye was superb. You seemed to be suddenly transplanted as if by magic from the stiff, ceremonious court-saloons into the fresh, fragrant, blooming world of nature.
Marietta stood up, and bowing to the marquis, she advanced to the door. D'Argens held her back. "Madame," said he, "if these things are really so, Count Ranuzi is a man to be feared, and we should make sure of him." "He is indeed a dangerous man," said Marietta, with a peculiar smile. "Ask the beautiful Madame du Trouffle; she will confirm my words."
"It is impossible! impossible!" cried Madame du Trouffle, rising up and pacing the room hastily. Ranuzi followed her with his eyes, observed every movement, and read in her countenance every emotion of her soul. "I will succeed," said he to himself, and proud triumph swelled his heart. Louise drew near and stood before him.
The love, which must shun the light of day and hide itself in obscurity, pales, and withers, and dies. Happy love must have the sunlight of heaven and God's blessing upon it! All this failed in our case, and it was a blessing for us both that you saw it clearly, and resigned a doubtful happiness at my side for surer peace with Monsieur du Trouffle. From my soul I thank you, Louise.
But if you seek to arrest him with railing and threats with wise and grave essays on duty and constancy he will swing himself on the lofty branch of a tree, so high that you cannot follow, and whistle at you!" "You are right, I believe," said Du Trouffle, thoughtfully. "I see to-day a new talent in you, Louise; you have become a philosopher."
I will obtain, through Madame du Trouffle, a near and influential relative of the commandant of Berlin, permission to visit Magdeburg, and through Marietta Taliazuchi I will post my two important letters." He laughed aloud as he thought of these two women, so tenderly devoted to him, both so willing to be deceived by him.
"That is not true," cried the prince, casting her hands violently from him. "You are very cruel today; you torture me with your fearful jests." "No, your highness, I speak the truth. I am the betrothed of Captain du Trouffle." "Since yesterday you are the betrothed of Captain du Trouffle!" repeated the prince, staring at her wildly. "And you say you love him, Louise?"
"I can well imagine that she was beautiful," said he, controlling his voice with a great effort. "Madame von Kleist is happy, and happiness always beautifies. And the bridegroom, M. du Trouffle, was he also handsome and happy?" "Your highness knows the name of the bride-groom," said Pollnitz, appearing astonished.
Being one of the usual circle at Rheinsberg, she had been invited by the princess to the present fete, and it seemed to her very amusing to receive her own husband, not at their home, but at the castle of her former lover. Major du Trouffle was on the prince's staff, and had accompanied him to Rheinsberg. Louise had not as yet found time to greet her husband.
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