Chapter
1 II | CHAPTER II~The studio~Servin, one of our most distinguished
2 II | invariably: "Send her to Servin's."~ ~Servin became, therefore,
3 II | Send her to Servin's."~ ~Servin became, therefore, for feminine
4 II | who had taken lessons from Servin was~capable of judging the
5 II | mid-day, on this occasion, Servin had not appeared. For some
6 II | Ginevra Piombo, one of Servin's~first pupils, had occupied
7 II | Ginevra, much the ablest of~Servin's pupils, was an object
8 II | who had, so far, come to Servin's~studio, she was the handsomest,
9 II | Guard. She guessed all.~Servin was hiding a proscribed
10 II | Right coterie.~ ~Madame Servin's arrival put a stop to
11 II | the presence of Madame Servin produced an~interlude in
12 II | words.~As soon as Madame Servin entered the studio, her
13 II | and frightened to Madame Servin's eyes.~ ~"Mesdemoiselles,"
14 II | Mesdemoiselles," she said, "Monsieur Servin cannot come to-day."~ ~Then
15 II | distinctly heard, but~Madame Servin appeared not to notice it;
16 II | looked fixedly at Madame Servin, who said, without~the slightest
17 II | be puzzled."~ ~"Monsieur Servin has not taken his wife into
18 II | suppositions of~jealousy.~ ~Madame Servin soon went away, and the
19 II | she~went down to Madame Servin's apartment and talked with
20 II | in conjectures.~Suddenly Servin came in, much earlier than
21 II | not~better remain here?"~ ~Servin turned pale. As nothing
22 II | You are right," said Servin; "but really," he added,
23 II | easel was now surrounded; Servin~descanted on the beauty
24 II | take your places," said Servin. "If you wish to~do as well
25 II | reseated before their easels, Servin sat down~beside Ginevra.~ ~"
26 II | by all the other~girls. Servin left Ginevra, went round
27 II | carelessness; but this act of Servin's was to her fresh proof
28 III| thought themselves alone, Servin rapped~in a peculiar manner
29 III| years.~ ~"Dear friend," said Servin, "can you save him?"~ ~"
30 III| chance, gave~vivid colors. By Servin's invitation, the officer
31 III| in the care with which Servin lifted~the lint and touched
32 III| to sit beside her easel. Servin, who had a~sketch to finish,
33 III| Laure was the only one of Servin's fifteen~pupils who had
34 III| You mean to leave Monsieur Servin!" exclaimed Ginevra, less
35 III| They have left Monsieur Servin," replied Laure.~ ~"Why?"~ ~"
36 III| intrigue, and that Monsieur Servin allows the young man~whom
37 III| are~coming to see Monsieur Servin to-morrow and reproach him;
38 III| and sobbed. At this moment Servin came into the studio.~ ~"
39 III| tears, bowed to Monsieur Servin, and went away.~ ~"The studio
40 III| will surely be happy," said Servin. "There is nothing in life
41 III| dear children," resumed Servin, "you think that all will
42 III| But~the fact is, Madame Servin is a little straitlaced;
43 III| she added, addressing Servin, "you can confound the~mothers
44 III| You are an angel!" cried Servin.~ ~While this scene was
45 IV | proscribed, without a refuge; Servin~concealed him, and--"~ ~"
46 IV | concealed him, and--"~ ~"Servin is a good fellow, who has
47 IV | him reach the house~where Servin had engaged a modest lodging.~ ~
48 V | house she went to~ask Madame Servin for asylum and protection
49 V | its conventions.~Madame Servin received her very coldly,
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