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He remembered the tone into which he had been betrayed on the garden-bench at the sculptor's reception, and this might make up for that by being much more the right sort of thing to say to a young man worthy of any advice at all. "There WOULD be some reason." "Some reason for what?" "Why for hanging on here." "To offer my hand and fortune to Mademoiselle de Vionnet?"
"Yes, but that's only because he's rich and because there's a possibility of his being richer. They won't think of anything but a great name or a great fortune." "Well," said Strether, "he'll have no great fortune on THESE lines. He must stir his stumps." "Is that," little Bilham enquired, "what you were saying to Madame de Vionnet?" "No I don't say much to her.
For this was what it quickly enough came to that Chad, rising with the lark, had rushed down to let him know while his morning consciousness was yet young that he had literally made the afternoon before a tremendous impression. Madame de Vionnet wouldn't, couldn't rest till she should have some assurance from him that he WOULD consent again to see her.
We saw it when we came later to do the whole castle, and to revere the dungeon where Bonivard wore his vionnet in the rock. I will not trouble the reader with much about the Hall of Justice and the Chamber of Tortures opening out of it, with the pulley for the rack formerly used in cross-questioning prisoners.
It was strange now, none the less, that in the light of this unexpected note of her presence he felt Madame de Vionnet a part of that situation as she hadn't even yet been. She was alone, he found himself assuming, with Sarah, and there was a bearing in that somehow beyond his control on his personal fate.
"I've never guessed it," Strether declared. "Never?" "Never." "Well then I dashed off, as you say, so as not to have the confusion of being there if Marie de Vionnet should tell you anything to my detriment." He looked as if he considerably doubted. "You even then would have had to face it on your return." "Oh if I had found reason to believe it something very bad I'd have left you altogether."
"Miss Barrace is a raffinee, and her amusement won't lose by Mrs. Pocock. It will gain rather especially if Sarah triumphs and she comes in for a view of it." "How well you know us!" Madame de Vionnet, at this, frankly sighed. "No it seems to me it's we that I know. I know Sarah it's perhaps on that ground only that my feet are firm.
Thus it was at all events that, one morning some dozen days after the dinner in the Boulevard Malesherbes at which Madame de Vionnet had been present with her daughter, he was called upon to play his part in an encounter that deeply stirred his imagination.
He had grown clear, in a flash, on a point long since settled for herself; but no reapproximation to Mrs. Newsome had occurred in consequence. Madame de Vionnet had by her visit held up the torch to these truths, and what now lingered in poor Maria's face was the somewhat smoky light of the scene between them.
They were seated together a minute later at the angle of the room obliquely opposite the corner in which Gloriani was still engaged with Jeanne de Vionnet, to whom at first and in silence their attention had been benevolently given.
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