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As Horatio knew these words referred to the discourse that had passed between them concerning his then infant passion for mademoiselle Charlotta, he could not help blushing; but de la Valiere perceiving he had given him some confusion, would have turned the discourse, had not the other thought fit to continue it, by letting him know the real motive which had constrained him to act with the reserve he had done on that score.
She complained of it to the baron de la Valiere, and told him, her whole family had been affronted, and her brother rendered miserable, for the sake of a young man, who, said she, can neither have birth or fortune to boast of, since he has been so long a prisoner without any ransom paid, or interposition offered to redeem him.
"I have already told your friend." He rubbed the American head viciously. Madame Dépine coloured. "But but we are two. Is there no reduction on taking a quantity?" "And why then? A wig is a wig. Twice a hundred francs are two hundred francs." "One hundred francs for a wig!" said Madame Valière, paling. "I did not pay that for the one I wear." "I well believe it, madame.
The execution of Gregg, and the examination of Valiere and Bara, who had acted as smugglers to the coast of France, under the protection of Harley, to whom they engaged for intelligence, affected the credit of that minister, who was reviled and traduced by the emissaries of the whig party. The duke of Marlborough and the earl of Godolphin, being apprised of his secret practices with Mrs.
Madame Dépine felt resentfully, and she hated Madame Valière as a haughty minion of royalty, who kept a cough, which barked loudest in the silence of the night. "Why doesn't she go to the hospital, your Princess?" she complained to Madame la Propriétaire. "Since she is able to nurse herself at home," the opulent-bosomed hostess replied with a shrug.
It only lasted a day, but it put back the Grey Wig by a week, for Madame Choucrou had to be fed at Duval's, and Madame Valière magnanimously insisted on being of the party: whether to run parallel with her friend, or to carry off the brown wig, she alone knew. Fortunately, Madame Choucrou was both short-sighted and colour-blind.
By what means he should prove his sincerity he knew not; and as he was utterly unpracticed in the affairs of love, lamented the absence of his good friend the baron de la Valiere, who he thought might have been, able to give him same advice, how to proceed.
The coiffeur, like a good man of business, eagerly endorsed the suggestion. "Perfectly, madame." "But if one's head should change!" said Madame Valière, trembling with excitement at the vivid imminence of the visioned wig. "Souvent femme varie, madame," said the coiffeur. "But it is the inside, not the outside of the head."
Is it the respectable character of Madame de la Valiere which prevents your daring, or are you intimidated at the fierce virtue of Madame du Pin? Does the invincible modesty of the handsome Madame Case discourage, more than her beauty invites you? Fie, for shame!
But as Madame Dépine's eyes roved from these to the mantel-piece, she caught sight of an oval miniature of an elegant young woman, who was jewelled in many places, and corresponded exactly with her idea of a Princess! To disguise her access of respect, she said abruptly, "It must be very noisy here from the steam-trams." "It is what I love, the bustle of life," replied Madame Valière, simply.
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