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At the same time, John Bara and Alexander Valiere were committed to Newgate for corresponding with the enemy; and Claude Baud, secretary to the duke of Savoy's minister, was, at the request of his master, apprehended for traitorous practices against her majesty and her government.
On the other hand, she liked a petit verre with her coffee, and both at a separate restaurant. But never had Madame Valière appeared to Madame Dépine's eyes more like the "Princess," more gay and polished and debonair, than at this little round table on the sunlit Boulevard.
Madame Dépine yielded to the latter consideration; but as Madame Valière, carrying the bulging carpet-bag, was crying "La porte, s'il vous plaît" to the concierge, she heard Madame Dépine come tearing and puffing after her like the steam-tram, and, looking back, saw her breathlessly brandishing her gold brooch. "Tiens!" she panted, fastening the "Princess's" cloak with it.
"Then suppose we go and sit there," said poor Madame Valière. Poor Madame Dépine was seized with a cough, more protracted than any of which she had complained. "Provided it has not gone out in my absence," she stammered at last. "I will go first and see if it is in good trim." "No, no; it is not worth the trouble of moving." And Madame Valière drew her street-cloak closer round her slim form.
"You do not trust my friend!" "Madame Valière has moved in the best society," added Madame Dépine. "But you cannot expect me to do two hundred francs of work and then be left planted with the wigs!" "But who said two hundred francs?" cried Madame Dépine. "It is only one wig that we demand to-day at least." He shrugged his shoulders. "A hundred francs, then."
Is it the respectable character of Madame de la Valiere which prevents your daring, or are you intimidated at the fierce virtue of Madame du Pin? Does the invincible modesty of the handsome Madame Case discourage, more than her beauty invites you? Fie, for shame!
Expressing one day some surprize at being so far forgotten by his friends in England, de la Valiere told him that he would not have him look on himself as any other than a guest in France, and that if he chose to quit that country, he should not only be at his liberty to return to England whenever he pleased, but also should be furnished with a sum sufficient for the expences of his journey; but added, that the offer he now made of depriving himself of so agreeable a companion was a piece of self-denial, than which there could not be a greater proof of a disinterested regard.
I find, although you were mistaken, that you do remember the Countess of the Belle Etoile, and that you are a champion true and fearless. Had you yielded to the claims just now pressed upon you by the rivalry of Mademoiselle de la Valiere, in her mask, the Countess de St. Alyre should never have trusted or seen you more. I now am sure that you are true, as well as brave.
She trudged home as hastily as her legs could bear her. No, Madame Valière had not arrived. "They have persuaded her to stay another day," said Madame la Propriétaire. "She will come by the evening train, or she will write." Madame Dépine passed the evening at the Gare de Lyon, and came home heavy of heart and weary of foot.
And the endurance on Madame Dépine's round face became more vindictive, and gentler grew the resignation on the angular visage of Madame Valière. "Tiens! Madame Dépine, one never sees you now." Madame la Propriétaire was blocking the threshold, preventing her exit. "I was almost thinking you had veritably died of Madame Valière's cough."
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