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Peter Veque returned in a few minutes with a message to Marie, saying that M. le Cure wished to see her. 'Tell him that I am very busy, said Marie. 'Say that uncle is away, and that there is a deal to do. Ask him if another day won't suit as well. She knew when she sent this message that another day would not suit as well.
She was very wretched, but she did not go about the house with downcast eyes or humble looks, or sit idle in a corner with her hands before her. She was quick and eager in the performance of her work, speaking sharply to those who came in contact with her. Peter Veque, her chief minister, had but a poor time of it in these days; and she spoke an angry word or two to Edmond Greisse.
'I know my own girl; and I know also what he has a right to expect. So it was settled, and Marie understood that Adrian was to come to her in the little brightly furnished sitting-room upstairs. On this occasion she took no notice of the hotel supper at all. It is to be hoped that Peter Veque proved himself equal to the occasion.
'Or Marie herself? 'No, she did not tell me. Girls never tell those sort of things of themselves. 'Nor Madame Voss? asked George. 'She never talks much about anything. But you may be sure it's true. I'll tell you who told me first, and he is sure to know, because he lives in the house. It was Peter Veque. 'Peter Veque, indeed! And who do you think would tell him? 'But isn't it quite likely?
Still less could they have resembled the wretched creatures which Dampier found inhabiting the west coast, between Cape Le veque and the North-west Cape, and we must, therefore, look further north for a country and a race of men answering better to the description of the Norman captain.
But to be brought over to the house, and then to be deserted by everybody in the house! How, O how, was he to get out of the house? Such were his reflections as he sat solitary in the long public room drinking his coffee, and eating an omelet, with which Peter Veque had supplied him, but which had in truth been cooked for him very carefully by Marie Bromar herself.
Nevertheless Marie had been quite right in her judgment. On the following morning, between eight and nine, M. le Cure was again in the house, and had a cup of coffee taken to him in the little parlour. Marie, who felt angry at his return, would not take it herself, but sent it in by the hands of Peter Veque.
'We left Basle at five, and have not eaten a mouthful since. It was now nearly four o'clock, and the bread and cheese which had been served with the wine on the top of the mountain had of course gone for nothing. Madame Voss immediately began to bustle about, calling the cook and Peter Veque to her assistance. But nothing for a while was said about Marie.
But Urmand knew well that no such saying on his part would be believed. 'I think I shall go to Lyons, said he, 'and stay there for six months. What's the business to me? I don't care for the business. There they sat all the morning. Two or three times Peter Veque opened the door, peeped in at them, and then brought down word that the conference was still going on.
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