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She is a saintly creature, I know her well; she will repay you every penny." At the name of Hulot, at the words two hundred thousand francs, a gleam from Valerie's eyes flashed from between her long eyelids like the flame of a cannon through the smoke. "What did the old thing do to move you to compassion? Did she show you what? her her religion?"
The strange woman had submitted to stays, and laced tightly, she used bandoline to keep her hair smooth, wore her gowns as the dressmaker sent them home, neat little boots, and gray silk stockings, all of which were included in Valerie's bills, and paid for by the gentleman in possession.
Valerie leaned against the wall, and the draperies of the window veiled her from all the guests, save Maltravers; and between her and himself was a large marble vase filled with flowers; and by that uncertain light Valerie's brilliant cheek looked pale, and soft, and thoughtful. Maltravers never before felt so much in love with the beautiful Frenchwoman.
But somehow or other perhaps by the mere charm of custom he had grown more pleasing in Valerie's eyes; habit had reconciled her to his foibles, deficiencies, and faults; and, by comparison with others, she could better appreciate his good qualities, such as they were, generosity, good-temper, good-nature, and unbounded indulgence to herself.
"Have another made from it in the course of to-morrow two if you can." "And then," said Hulot eagerly. "Well, I will dine at your house again to-morrow; you must give me back Valerie's key, for old Crevel might ask her to return it to him, and you can meet her there the day after; then you can decide what your facts are to be. You will be quite safe, as there are two ways out.
"Well, at any rate, I have found you," said Lisbeth, taking Valerie's hand, "that is some consolation in this dreadful trouble. We shall be true friends; and why should we ever part? I shall never cross your track. No one will ever be in love with me! Those who would have married me, would only have done it to secure my Cousin Hulot's interest.
Saved from want for the rest of her life, Lisbeth was most amiable; wherever she dined she brought merriment. And the Baron paid the rent of her little apartment, furnished, as we know, with the leavings of her friend Valerie's former boudoir and bedroom. "I began," she would say, "as a hungry nanny goat, and I am ending as a lionne."
Although he had heard no details to enable him to judge for himself, yet he knew he could rely upon Valerie's statement that an attempt had been made upon her life.
Valerie leaned against the wall, and the draperies of the window veiled her from all the guests, save Maltravers; and between her and himself was a large marble vase filled with flowers; and by that uncertain light Valerie's brilliant cheek looked pale, and soft, and thoughtful. Maltravers never before felt so much in love with the beautiful Frenchwoman.
This is a matter very near my heart, he said quietly. A tremulous smile came to Valerie's lips. 'And near mine or I should not oppose you, father. Selpdorf pushed her away from him with a gentle hand. 'You don't know what you are doing, he said shortly, and gazed out with undisguised chagrin into the mists that overhung Révonde. Presently he stood up.
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