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From that day, Monsieur de Coutelier was in love with her, and used to say, raising his eyes: "What a woman!" And he used to go and see them every evening now, and talked about shooting. One day, Monsieur de Courville, who was walking part of the way with him, asked him, suddenly: "Why don't you marry her?" The Baron was altogether taken by surprise, and said: "What?
And when Monsieur de Courville observed that their friend had made such long and useless attempts, she merely said: "Nonsense! When a man loves his wife, you know ... that sort of thing adjusts itself to the situation." And Monsieur de Courville made no reply, as he felt rather confused himself. "Madame Bonderoi?" "Yes, Madame Bonderoi." "Impossible." "I tell you it is."
She is much too afraid of offending her, being received at the Hotel de Courville herself on sufferance only because of her birth and family. As for Maurice, I can manage him! Now I am beginning to wonder what Alathea would prefer to do? I don't want to see her until the ceremony, but I suppose I must.
I can insidiously, from day to day, carry out my plan of winning her, and the tougher the fight is, the more it will be worth while afterwards! November 6th. To-day was really wonderful! Mr. Nelson has presumably seen Alathea and her family several times. I have refused to hear anything about it, and he arrived with her alone at the Hotel de Courville.
Burton's wise old face expressed complete understanding, as he left the room, and presently I was on my way to the Hotel de Courville, a sense of exhilaration and of excitement and joy in my heart! The Duchesse was playing impatiently with her glasses when I was announced by the servant of ninety! Her face expressed some strong feeling. I was not sure if it was tinged with displeasure or no.
I hate this place I hate the sea It is all of no use I shall go back to Paris. The first thing I learned when I reached the appartement was that the Duchesse had returned, and wished to see me. This was good news and without even telephoning to Maurice, I got into my one horse Victoria and repaired to the Hotel de Courville . The Duchesse was sitting in her boudoir upstairs when I got in.
George Harcourt had telephoned that he had news for me, I remember now, while we were at the Hotel de Courville on Saturday, and I had paid no attention. I was too excited all through breakfast to feel renewed anxiety about Alathea. I was accepting the fact that she had stayed with her mother. Surely, surely she would be in soon now!
I felt rather jarred when I arrived at the Hotel Courville the paving across the river is bad; but I found my way to the Duchesse's own sitting room on the first floor the only room apparently left not a ward and somehow the smell of carbolic had not penetrated here. It was too hot, and only a little window was open. How wonderfully beautiful these eighteenth century rooms are!
Three months more passed, when one evening, when he had dined rather too well, and was rather unsteady on his legs, Monsieur de Coutelier, while he was smoking his pipe with Monsieur de Courville, said to him: "You would really pity me, if you only knew how continually I am thinking about your friend."
"Yes, and no; at any rate, I could not have believed what actually happened." Whereupon, Monsieur de Courville lost his patience, and replied: "One ought to foresee everything." But Monsieur de Coutelier replied in a low voice, in case anybody should be listening: "I see that I have hurt your feelings, and will tell you everything, so that you may forgive me.
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