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Updated: June 15, 2025
He was painfully aware of the unmistakable character of that epistle. "Count Damoreau announces to me," continued Madeleine, undisturbed, "that he is unable to comply with your request, and extend an invitation for me to join his family circle; and that my other relatives have also declined to accede to a solicitation of yours that they should by turns receive me as an inmate.
She approached Count Tristan with an unfaltering step, holding a letter in her hand. That letter had given a sudden check to her vehement sorrow, and restored her equilibrium. "I have received this communication from Count Damoreau." As she spoke, she extended the epistle to the count, who for one instant quailed before her clairvoyant eyes.
"Very well; that will do." Bertha took the letter, and motioned to Baptiste to withdraw. "What can Count Damoreau have to write to you about? Do open the letter and tell me." "Not now, Bertha. Leave me to myself for a little while. I scarcely know what I am doing or saying. I entreat you to leave me!" "Madeleine, if I were in trouble, I would not send you from me." "Go, if you love me!
"I do not deem it an insult to myself: I am as thankful as Count Damoreau can desire me to be; but I decline his well-intentioned offer." Count Tristan ground his teeth, and cast upon Madeleine a glance of fury and menacing detestation. Their eyes met, and she returned the look with an expression which simply declared she recognized what was passing in his mind.
Her story, gossips said, was intended to be shadowed forth "with a difference" in "L'Ambassadrice" of Scribe and Auber, written for Mme. Cinti Damoreau, whose voice resembled that of Sontag.
"She must not receive the letter!" said the countess, earnestly. "She is capable of accepting this offer for the sake of wounding us. But Count Damoreau has insulted us grossly. How has he dared to entertain such an offer for a member of our family, one in whose veins flows the same untainted blood? Why do you not speak, my son? But indignation may well deprive you of speech!"
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