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That is very soon; but M. Beauchamp is engaged in an Election, and what have we to induce him to stay? 'Would it not be better to tell M. Beauchamp why he was invited to come? rejoined Madame d'Auffray. The sombre light in Renee's eyes quickened through shadowy spheres of surprise and pain to resolution. She cried, 'You have my full consent, and left them.
The heartbroken old man saw his beloved child wasting away. He called in the best specialist from Paris, who did not exactly give up all hope, but did not conceal that Renée's life was in danger. The poor girl, who could not bear to witness her father's misery, put on a gay air, assuring him again and again that she was recovering.
You are alone: and you have told me nothing. What was there to tell? The desperate act was apparent, and told all. Renee's dark eyelashes lifted on him, and dropped. 'Then things are as I left them in Normandy? said he. She replied: 'Almost. He quivered at the solitary word; for his conscience was on edge. It ran the shrewdest irony through him, inexplicably.
While she had been speaking, she arose and moved toward the door. Hester's face had flushed. She feared that Josephine would be angry. Erma, however, laughed merrily, and smiled and fluttered about like a gay butterfly. She thought Renee's sarcasm was the finest wit in the world.
A smile of her lips, parted in an anguish of expectancy, went to death over Renee's face. She looked at him tenderly. 'The truth, she murmured to herself, and her eyelids fell. 'I am ready to bear anything, said Beauchamp. 'I weigh what you ask me, that is all. You a burden to me? But when you ask me, you make me turn round and inquire how we stand before the world.
Letters passed between them in books given into one another's hands with an audacious openness of the saddest augury for the future of the pair, and Nevil could be so lost to reason as to glory in Renee's intrepidity, which he justified by their mutual situation, and cherished for a proof that she was getting courage. In fine, Rosamund abandoned her task of pleading.
I wished to see the friend of Frenchmen, as M. Roland calls you; not merely to see him to know him, whether he is this perfect friend whose absolute devotion has impressed my dear sister Renee's mind. She respects you: that is a sentiment scarcely complimentary to the ideas of young men. She places you above human creatures: possibly you may not dislike to be worshipped.
Without indulging in the more or less ludicrous exaggerations to which the novel sensation of being a father is apt to give rise, I may tell you that little Armand is a beautiful infant, and you will have no difficulty in believing it when I add that he has Renee's features and eyes. So far, at least, this gives proof of intelligence.
I entered it, and found my passport waiting me; and the tiara and the keys, emblazoned on its pages, told me that I was free of the Papal States. Lovely in its Ruins Number and Wealth of its Churches Tasso's Prison Renée's Palace Calvin's Chamber Influence of Woman on the Reformation Renée and her Band Re-union above Utter Decay of its Trade, its Manufactures, its Knowledge.
Her brother Roland sent tidings of her by fits, and sometimes a conventional message from Tourdestelle. Latterly her husband's name had been cited as among the wildfires of Parisian quays, in journals more or less devoted to those unreclaimed spaces of the city. Well, if she was unhappy, was it not the fulfilment of his prophecy in Venice? Renee's brevity became luminous.
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