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As Madame du Bousquier drove back to Alencon, she chanced to meet Madame Granson at the corner of the rue Val-Noble. The glance of the mother, dying of her grief, struck to the heart of the poor woman. A thousand maledictions, a thousand flaming reproaches, were in that look: Madame du Bousquier was horror-struck; that glance predicted and called down evil upon her head.
"What brass she has got!" exclaimed Madame du Val-Noble, using an expressive but vulgar phrase. "Oh!" said the Comte de Brambourg, "she very well may. She is with my friend the Baron de Nucingen I will go " "Is that the immaculate Joan of Arc who has taken Nucingen by storm, and who has been talked of till we are all sick of her, these three months past?" asked Mariette.
"Ah, well!" sighed Madame du Val-Noble; "in the course of our lives we learn more or less how little men value us. But, my dear, I have never been so cruelly, so deeply, so utterly scorned by brutality as I am by this great skinful of port wine. "When he is tipsy he goes away 'not to be unpleasant, as he tells Adele, and not to be 'under two powers at once, wine and woman.
Madame du Val-Noble, having neither mother nor aunt, was obliged to have recourse to her maid equally on foot to play the part of a Saint-Esteve with the unknown follower whose conquest was to enable her to rise again in the world.
Then there is Hector Merlin and his Mme. du Val-Noble; you meet great people at their house dukes and dandies and millionaires; didn't they ask you and Coralie to dine with them?" "Yes," replied Lucien; "you are going too, and so is Florine." Lucien and Etienne were now on familiar terms after Friday's debauch and the dinner at the Rocher de Cancale.
As Madame du Bousquier drove back to Alencon, she chanced to meet Madame Granson at the corner of the rue Val-Noble. The glance of the mother, dying of her grief, struck to the heart of the poor woman. A thousand maledictions, a thousand flaming reproaches, were in that look: Madame du Bousquier was horror-struck; that glance predicted and called down evil upon her head.
They watched the neighborhood of the Rue des Moineaux and the Rue Taitbout where he lived, as a nabob, with Madame du Val-Noble. During the last three days of the term granted by Asie to reinstate Lucien on his old footing in the Hotel de Grandlieu, Contenson never left the veteran of the old general police office.
Never in his life had Peyrade seen such splendor, or tasted of such cookery, or seen such fine women. "I am getting my money's worth this evening for the thousand crowns la Val-Noble has cost me till now," thought he; "and besides, I have just won a thousand francs."
Coralie and Mme. du Val-Noble were overwhelmingly amiable and polite to each other, and Mme. du Val-Noble asked Lucien and Coralie to dine with her. Hector Merlin, short and thin, with lips always tightly compressed, was the most dangerous journalist present.
Madame du Val-Noble very slowly made her way home to very decent furnished rooms in the Rue Louis-le-Grand, glancing round now and then to see if the mulatto were following her. This establishment was kept by a certain Madame Gerard, whom Suzanne had obliged in the days of her splendor, and who showed her gratitude by giving her a suitable home.
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