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Updated: June 7, 2025
From the way in which you offered your arm to Madame de Bergenheim to lead her into the drawing-room after supper, I thought you understood each other perfectly. As I was returning, for I made it my duty to offer my arm to the old lady and you say that I do nothing for you it seemed to me that I noticed a meeting of hands You know that I have an eagle eye.
Marillac bowed, partly consoled by this compliment, but thinking to himself that a hostess's first duty was to have her piano in tune, and not to expose a bass singer to the danger of imperilling his low "E" before an audience of forty. "Madame, can I be of any more service to you?" asked Gerfaut, as he leaned toward Madame de Bergenheim, with one of his coldest smiles.
The young girl stopped an instant, for she thought her sister-in-law was asleep; but, meeting in the shade Clemence's sparkling eyes, she entered, saying in a fresh, silvery voice: "All my flowers are doing well; I have come to water yours." Madame de Bergenheim made no reply, but her eyebrows contracted slightly as she watched the young girl kneel before a superb datura.
The old lady said this like a person who had her reasons for not liking pale complexions, and who gladly took pimples for roses. Madame de Bergenheim bowed her head as if to acquiesce in this decision, and then resumed in her drawling voice: "I know that I am very unreasonable, and I am often vexed with myself for having so little control over my feelings, but it is beyond my strength.
I swear that Madame de Bergenheim never has betrayed any of her duties toward you; that I never have received the slightest encouragement from her; that she is as innocent of my folly as the angels in heaven." Christian shook his head with a scornful smile.
"You know, Monsieur," Bergenheim continued, in his calm voice, "that I had a perfect right to kill you a moment ago; I did not do so for two reasons: first, a gentleman should use his sword and not a poniard, and then your dead body would have embarrassed me." "The river is close by!" interrupted Gerfaut, with a strange smile.
I reached Remiremont; I went to the butcher's; I purchased five kilogrammes of dressed goods " "Of dressed goods at the butcher's!" exclaimed Madame de Bergenheim. "I would say ten pounds of what uneducated people call pork," said Rousselet, pronouncing this last word in a strangled voice. "Pass over these details," said Mademoiselle de Corandeuil. "You went to the post-office."
My attention was not so much absorbed in our conversation that I did not see in a mirror, during this time, the interest with which Madame de Bergenheim watched my conversation with her aunt; but I was careful not to turn around, and I let her take her departure without giving her a second glance. "Three days later, I made my first call.
Bergenheim shivered as if he were taken with a chill, and his gun dropped from his hand to the ground. As quick as thought Lambernier stooped over to seize the gun, but he did not have time to carry out his intention, for he was seized by the throat and half choked by an iron hand.
"I exchanged a rapid glance with her, one only; after paying my respects to the mistress of the house, I mingled with a crowd of men, and entered into conversation with an old peer upon some political question, avoiding to look again toward Madame de Bergenheim. "A moment later, Madame de Chameillan came to ask the peer to play whist; he excused himself, he could not remain late.
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