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Updated: June 11, 2025
The old woman studied the causes of this unusual pre-occupation, as blind persons, on whose soul sound lingers like a divining echo, read books in which the pages are black and the letters white. Mademoiselle Zephirine, to whom the dark hour now meant nothing, continued to knit, and the silence at last became so deep that the clicking of her knitting-needles was plainly heard.
From a feeling of truly Breton pride, Jacqueline de Pen-Hoel, glad of the supremacy accorded to her old friend Zephirine and the du Guenics, always showed herself honored by her relations with Madame du Guenic and her sister-in-law.
But she was glad to hide her joy under the excitement caused by her last word. "Your play, monsieur le baron," she said, with an air of importance. "My nephew is not one of those youths who like monstrosities," remarked Zephirine, taking out her knitting-needle and scratching her head. "Mistigris!" cried Mademoiselle de Pen-Hoel, making no reply to her friend.
"The pity of it the treat you are missing!" but Zephirine snored on, contemptuous. After this had lasted, as I say, some ten minutes, Pere Philibert held up a hand. "I was about to tell you," said he, "something of this Ambialet of which you two are citizens.
"You have shown such heroism as a nurse," he said, "that the heir presumptive of the Guenics is dearer to me than ever, and I wanted to give you a surprise, precisely like any bourgeois of the rue Saint Denis. They are finishing for you at this moment a dressing-table at which true artists have worked, and my mother and aunt Zephirine have contributed."
"If you love me, do not congratulate the poet or his angel," Lolotte laid her commands on her dear Adrien in imperious tones, and Adrien was fain to obey. "Empty words, after all," Zephirine remarked to Francis, "and love is a poem that we live."
"I should like very much to hear the poetry that has cost Nais her reputation," said Zephirine; "but after receiving Amelie's request in such a way, it is not very likely that she will give us a specimen." "She ought to have them recited in justice to herself," said Francis. "The little fellow's genius is his sole justification."
"Oh! madame, then I shall owe the happiness of my life to you," she exclaimed, bending girlishly to add in the Countess' ear, "To marry a petty provincial attorney would be like being burned by slow fires." It was Francis, with his knowledge of officialdom, who had prompted Zephirine to make this set upon Louise.
Zephirine de Senonches had it in mind to succeed to Mme. de Bargeton; she, too, would be a kind of queen in Angouleme; she would have "a salon," and be a great lady, in short. There was a schism in Angouleme, a strife dating from the late M. de Bargeton's duel with M. de Chandour. Some maintained that Louise de Negrepelisse was blameless, others believed in Stanislas de Chandour's scandals.
Zephirine turned to speak to the Marquise de Pimentel "Do you not see a strong likeness between M. Chardon and M. de Cante-Croix, madame?" she asked in a low but quite audible voice. "The likeness is ideal," smiled Mme. de Pimentel. "Glory has a power of attraction to which we can confess," said Mme. de Bargeton, addressing the Marquise.
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