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He very soon learned to model ornament, and invented novelties; he had a gift for it. Five months after he was out of his apprenticeship as a finisher, he made acquaintance with Stidmann, the famous head of Florent's studios. Within twenty months Wenceslas was ahead of his master; but in thirty months the old maid's savings of sixteen years had melted entirely.
The Baron had placed Victorin and his wife in great difficulties; and then, by Lisbeth's account, he was the cause of his son-in-law's misconduct, and had corrupted Wenceslas. The dignity of the father of the family, so long upheld by her really foolish self-sacrifice, was now overthrown.
"Yes. If only I had listened to her, instead of flying into a rage, that day when I wanted poor Hortense to go home rather than compromise the reputation of that Oh! my dear Adeline, we must save Wenceslas. He is up to his chin in that mire!" "My poor old man, the respectable middle-classes have turned out no better than the actresses," said Adeline, with a smile.
On the table lay a document, which she read: "I am Count Wenceslas Steinbock, born at Prelia, in Livonia. "No one is to be accused of my death; my reasons for killing myself are, in the words of Kosciusko, Finis Polonioe! "The grand-nephew of a valiant General under Charles XII. could not beg.
Hortense, seeing Wenceslas lean and ill and badly dressed, held out her hand. This is how you throw me over " "Monsieur Henri, madame," the man-servant announced in a low voice to Valerie. "Leave me now, Lisbeth; I will explain it all to-morrow." But, as will be seen, Valerie was ere long not in a state to explain anything to anybody.
Newly married folks are as lavish and wasteful, without knowing it or intending it, of everything about them as they are of their affection. Thinking only of themselves, they reck little of the future, which, at a later time, weighs on the mother of a family. Lisbeth found Hortense just as she had finished dressing a baby Wenceslas, who had been carried into the garden.
Why, I have just heard that they will spend a thousand-franc note in a day!" This episode had a fatal influence on the home-life of Wenceslas and Lisbeth. The benefactress flavored the exile's bread with the wormwood of reproof, now that she saw her money in danger, and often believed it to be lost.
Valerie's last fancy was a madness; above all, she was bent on getting her group; she was even thinking of going one morning to the studio to see Wenceslas, when a serious incident arose of the kind which, to a woman of that class, may be called the spoil of war. This is how Valerie announced this wholly personal event. She was breakfasting with Lisbeth and her husband.
Hortense looked at her husband with the expression a man condemned to death must wear on his way to the scaffold. "Claude Vignon took Stidmann there," said Wenceslas. "He says it is a very pleasant house." Hortense's head fell. What she felt can only be expressed in one word; it was not pain; it was illness.
Hortense, seeing Wenceslas lean and ill and badly dressed, held out her hand. This is how you throw me over " "Monsieur Henri, madame," the man-servant announced in a low voice to Valerie. "Leave me now, Lisbeth; I will explain it all to-morrow." But, as will be seen, Valerie was ere long not in a state to explain anything to anybody.
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