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Imagine to yourself what a sight it was, all of us standing round, pale, stupefied, without a word to say! Then the women suddenly burst forth into replies 'Oui, ma chérie! Oui, mon ange! they cried. And while we looked they rose up; they came back, calling the children around them. My Agnès took that place which I had bidden her take.
Anyhow he had it, and he and Violet were married in June with all necessary éclat. Local papers described the event in glowing terms, appreciative friends said it was the prettiest wedding in years, and in due time Chèrie wrote and told Julia about it.
And it is here, perhaps, that the new material which she has known, by some happy instinct, how to lay her hands on, has been of most service to her. It is, rather, the young girl as Goncourt has rendered her in "Chérie," a creature of awakening, half-unconscious sensations, already at work somewhat abnormally in an anæmic frame, with an intelligence left to feed mainly on itself.
"But then, you are not a wicked old woman, my aunt," she observed gently. "Ah!" she threw back, "how do you judge? Do me the justice to believe, chèrie, that, if I tell you a good deal, there is a good deal, happily, which I don't tell you." She pushed a box of cigarettes, which the man had placed on the table, toward Rainham.
"I don't think. I know. Chérie, you need have had no fear. I shall worship you after this." "She could never have been so lovely before. Her hair is like spun glass," Dierdre tried to atone. "People would turn to look at her in the street. Monsieur le Capitaine, you should be proud of such a beautiful wife." "I am," the man answered, "proud of her beauty, more proud of her heart."
When I said "all right," his forehead got pink, and the veins showed just like the Marquis's had done at dinner, and he said, "Chérie ma chérie, ma bien-aimée" in such a voice!
"You are not to be a silk merchant, chérie," answered her mother gently. "We women are the stay-at-homes, who do all we can to help our men forward in their careers; that is our work." And so the next day Pierre, very happy and important, and with a large box of luncheon under his arm, set out upon the train for the Pont-de-Saint-Michel silk mills.
"No, you must not say that, Tante. It is not true." The hardness that Madame von Marwitz knew how to interpret was showing itself on Karen's face, despite the tears. Her guardian rose, passing her arm around her shoulders. "It is not true, then, chérie. When one is very sad one is foolish. Ah, I know it; one imagines too quickly things that are not true.
"Adieu, petite cherie, le temps de mon exil diminue, et alors je te reverrai, toi et les enfants." But he was suddenly and violently seized by a mysterious illness, which threatened not only his life but his reason, as he told me afterwards. He longed to have me near him, yet he was so courageous that, to spare me, he only wrote that he was suffering from fatigue: "Ca va toujours tout doucement.
Now I had rather die, for he will never lead an army again. But I have done things that could not be forgiven. It was I that led the party which took and shot the Duc d'Enghien. It was I Ah, mon Dieu! Edie, Edie, ma cherie!" He threw out both his hands, with all the fingers feeling and quivering in the air. Then he let them drop heavily in front of him, and his chin fell forward upon his chest.
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