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Coralie, for she must be called by her real name, can be a countess or a grisette, and in which part she would be more charming one cannot tell. She can be anything that she chooses; she is born to achieve all possibilities; can more be said of a boulevard actress? With the second act, a Parisian Spaniard appeared upon the scene, with her features cut like a cameo and her dangerous eyes.
"What has Coralie done with it?" continued Flora, seeking in her dressing-case. "She must have put it away with my brooches. Oh, no, here it is. I had been looking for Cairngorm specimens in a shop, saying I wanted a brooch that you would wear, when Norman Ogilvie came riding after the carriage, looking quite hot and eager. He had been to some other place, and hunted this one up.
His liberty that which a man of his type most prizes when he finds it being encroached upon had been threatened. There was no forgiveness in the heart of him for that. In the sudden freedom of his affections just as Mrs. Durlacher had so deftly anticipated he had let them drift a moth to the nearest candle, a floating seed to the nearest shore and Coralie Standish-Roe had claimed them.
The reply came slowly. "No; her husband is quite another man; this man's wife has been dead for years. No, Charlotte Oliver lives in hark!" The sound we had heard was only some stir of nature in her sleep. "I must go," I said. "Oh, no, no! I cannot let you!" She clutched the hand she had been stroking. "Coralie! Coralie Rothvelt!" my cry was an honest one "you tempt me beyond human endurance."
You will have to show hospitality to all the county, Edgar." Half to my consternation, she said this before Coralie. I looked at her hastily, wondering how she would take it. Her beautiful face was quite calm, and wore an expression of pleased interest. "Do you agree with me, Coralie?" asked my unsuspecting sister.
Walk down Street and you'll see half-a-dozen of their name-plates. When they're young and handsome they get plenty of customers, and it's suspected that Coralie, with assistance, runs a select gambling bank of evenings. The charlatan is not tied to one profession." "I catch on correct phrase, isn't it?" rejoined the Englishman.
Don't you wonder at them, mademoiselle?" "Money is good to think of," said Coralie reflectively. "An admirable candour, isn't it, sire?" he said, turning to me and pointing to Coralie. I was disturbed and out of humour. Again I was in conflict.
Berenice broke in upon Coralie's rapture. "Here comes Camusot!" cried the maid. "And he knows that you are here." Lucien sprang up at once. Innate generosity suggested that he was doing Coralie an injury. Berenice drew aside a curtain, and he fled into a dainty dressing-room, whither Coralie and the maid brought his clothes with magical speed.
No woman could hold her own against this little angel, who is a devil under her skin; she can play any part you please; get complete possession of your uncle, or drive him crazy with love. She has that celestial look poor Coralie used to have; she can weep, the tones of her voice will draw a thousand-franc note from a granite heart; and the young mischief soaks up champagne better than any of us.
No doubt Coralie Rothvelt, by this time in Fayette, was telling some Federal commander that a certain Confederate courier, now asleep at the house of Lucius Oliver, had let slip to her the fact that his despatches were written to be captured, and that, read with that knowledge, they would be of guiding value.
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