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Updated: June 3, 2025
"A shop! I am mistaken, then. Who are they?" "Raoul and Enguerrand, sons of that mocker of man, the Count de Vandemar." "And they keep a shop! You are jesting." "A shop at which you may buy gloves and perfumes, Rue de la Chaussee d'Antin.
Besides her habitual devotees in the artistic or literary world, there were diplomatists and deputies commixed with many fair chiefs of la jeunesse doree; amongst the latter the brilliant Enguerrand de Vandemar, who, deeming the acquaintance of every celebrity essential to his own celebrity in either Carthage, the beau monde, or the demi-monde, had, two Thursdays before, made Louvier attend her soiree and present him.
On the Continent generally, as we all know, men do not sit drinking wine together after the ladies retire. So when the signal was given all the guests adjourned to the salon; and Alain quitted Isaura to gain the ear of the Duchesse de Tarascon. "It is long at, least long for Paris life," said the Marquis "since my first visit to you, in company with Enguerrand de Vandemar.
If not, you are above the false pride of not taking help from me, a fellow-conspirator, though you were justified in refusing it when offered by Raoul de Vandemar, the servant of the Church." "Pardon, I refuse aid from any one, except for the common cause. But do not fear for me, I am not pinched as yet.
"The last all of us did in the old 'regime, Marquis. Though I still retain the title of Vandemar, my property comes from the Farmer-General's daughter, whom my great-grandfather, happily for us, married in the days of Louis Quinze. Marriages with people of sense and rank have always been 'marriages de convenance' in France.
He had risen late at noon, for he had not gone to bed till dawn. The night had been spent at his club over the card-table by no means to the pecuniary advantage of the Marquis. The reader will have learned, through the conversation recorded in a former chapter between De Mauleon and Enguerrand de Vandemar, that the austere Seigneur Breton had become a fast viveur of Paris.
Before him stood Isaura, the Countess de Vandemar by her side; her two other companions, Raoul and the Abbe Vertpre, a step or two behind. Gustave uncovered, bowed low, and stood mute and still for a moment, paralysed by surprise and the chill of a painful shame. Julie's watchful eyes, following his, fixed themselves on the same face. On the instant she divined the truth.
Whatever answer Graham might have made to these impassioned reproaches was here checked. Two men on horseback stopped the carriage. One was Enguerrand de Vandemar, the other was the Algerine Colonel whom we met at the supper given at the Maison Doree by Frederic Lemercier.
The friendship that had grown up between these two young mourners was of a very rare nature. It had in it no sentiment that could ever warm into the passion of human love. Indeed, had Isaura's heart been free to give away, love for Raoul de Vandemar would have seemed to her a profanation. He was never more priestly than when he was most tender.
Raoul de Vandemar, stand and deliver. Bah! what! only ten francs." Raoul made a sign to the Abbe, unperceived by the rest, as he answered, "Abbe, I should excel your expectations of my career if I always continue worth half as much as my cousin."
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