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1 I, I | were exercising, I see,” said the lady.~“Yes,” he replied; “
2 I, I | have been smoking.”~“Pooh!” said the lady. Then, holding
3 I, I | de Ponteve.”~“You know,” said the lady gravely, “that
4 I, I | reassured on another account,” said the Countess. “You never
5 I, I | is quite decided upon?” said he at last.~“Yes; I even
6 I, I | transparent stocking, he said: “Ah, that is what I should
7 I, I | salute it!”~“Nonsense!” said the Countess, slightly wounded.~
8 I, I | sacred ground, as he himself said. Above all things it vexed
9 I, I | Come, give me my shoe,” she said. “I am going now.”~He was
10 I, I | delighted his artist’s eye, he said:~“Ah, there is some one
11 I, I | from left to right, which said:~“MONSIEUR:~“The Duchesse
12 I, I | welcome.~“And so it is true,” said she, “that you really wish
13 I, I | others by their birth. It was said of him with slight surprise: “
14 I, I | us chat, Madame.”~He had said “Let us chat, Madame,” in
15 I, I | almost wild gaiety, which said unusual things quite frankly,
16 I, I | to illumine whatever he said.~A rapid friendship sprang
17 I, I | need of being loved.~She said flattering things to him
18 I, I | while gazing at the mother, said, “It is you, not the child,
19 I, I | she smiled, and her smile said: That is very pretty; I
20 I, I | to hear it! However, she said: “You are not serious, of
21 I, I | the fact that what I have said is not a jest, and that
22 I, I | passing; she called to it and said to the driver: “Drive slowly,
23 I, I | lacking in courage, she said to herself: “I am a lost
24 I, I | eyes raised to hers, she said haughtily:~“What are you
25 I, II | found him amusing, and said of him: “He is the encyclopedia
26 I, II | intentions. “I want peace!” said he. That was true; he wanted
27 I, II | Comte de Guilleroy.~“Well,” said the Duchess in astonishment, “
28 I, II | diminished, and when the Duchess said, “Ma petite,” one still
29 I, II | changed in three years!” said the painter. “I should not
30 I, II | allow you to do so,” she said. “You will soon renew your
31 I, II | would embarrass me,” she said.~The Duchess embraced her,
32 I, II | the face, my child,” she said. “Yes, you have exactly
33 I, II | beside the young girl, and said suddenly, turning to her:~“
34 I, II | very dear.~They live, as he said, beside everything, but
35 I, II | you are too funny!” she said at last; “you will make
36 I, II | is nothing but a pose,” said the Duchess.~And, as he
37 I, II | that painting.~“Indeed,” said he, “that is the most beautiful
38 I, II | approached the Duchess, she said to him:~“I believe that
39 I, III| morning, Monsieur Bertin,” said Annette.~“Good morning,
40 I, III| you just at this time,” said Bertin.~In the tone with
41 I, III| woman in the world,” he said, touched by the tender intonation
42 I, III| inquired.~“I don’t know,” said Bertin, at which reply the
43 I, III| beautiful, all the same,” said Bertin.~The Countess did
44 I, III| shoulders slightly, but said nothing.~But the young girl,
45 I, III| not think her beautiful?” said the painter.~“No; she looks
46 I, III| enthusiasm than before.~“Oh,” she said, “she is no longer young!”~
47 I, III| simpleton.~“Nonsense!” he said. “Whether one likes her
48 I, III| pretty as she.”~“Pooh! pooh!” said the Duchess. “You notice
49 I, III| At each word the Countess said “Yes,” with a little nod
50 I, III| had become grave, and she said no more, carried away by
51 I, III| irritated her, and suddenly she said:~“I think they should not
52 I, III| Indeed, Mademoiselle!” said Bertin; “and then what becomes
53 I, III| artist?”~“Only ourselves,” said he, alighting from the carriage, “
54 I, III| with you, my dear fellow,” said Bertin, passing into the
55 I, III| and hearty man of forty, said to Bertin:~“You were in
56 I, III| bald-headed man with a gray beard, said, with a sly expression:~“
57 I, III| The club is a family,” he said, “the family of those who
58 I, III| when I was leaving her, I said to her, ‘My little Marguerite’”—
59 I, III| simple cocottes.~“Paris!” said he, a glass of kummel in
60 I, III| club to-day, it seems,” said Rocdiane.~“Yes,” Bertin
61 I, III| Rocdiane frankly.~“And I, too,” said Landa.~Bertin rose.~“Well,
62 I, III| Well, I shall go home,” he said. “I am rather tired.”~He
63 I, III| us take the longest way,” said Annette.~“Would you like
64 I, III| beautiful to dream like that!” said he.~They had passed before
65 I, III| Tell me, little one,” said the painter to Annette, “
66 I, III| had been. All that she had said, all the doings, the trifling
67 I, III| him.~“Let us sit down,” he said.~They seated themselves
68 I, III| cool; we must go home,” he said.~They rose, and resumed
69 I, III| thrilled within him. Who had said that? She or her mother?
70 I, III| lips?~“Go on talking,” he said.~“Of what?”~“Tell me what
71 I, III| almost four o’clock.~“Oh,” he said, “we must go home.”~They
72 I, III| thousand amusing things: “And I said that there were moments
73 I, III| filled him with joy.~He said, with a radiant air: “It
74 I, III| Oh, heavens, these men!” said the Countess, with a shrug
75 I, III| afternoon in the park,” said the Countess.~“Yes. We chatted
76 I, III| My husband has already said that very often.”~He watched
77 I, III| go to bed, my child,” she said to her daughter.~Without
78 I, III| It appeared that rumor said that the Marquis de Rocdiane,
79 I, III| Rocdiane was his friend, he said; and, though he might be
80 I, III| you? A woman, no doubt,” said Bertin.~“No, not at all;
81 I, III| again. Presently Olivier said in a calmer voice: “I know
82 I, III| manner all that he had just said so roughly to Musadieu.~
83 I, III| his innocence. The gossips said so many false and wicked
84 I, III| behind him, and the Countess said to the artist in a perfectly
85 I, III| animal set my teeth on edge!” said Bertin.~“Why, pray?”~“He
86 I, III| white your hair has grown!” said the Countess with a smile,
87 I, III| very early, you know,” she said. “I have always known you
88 I, III| satisfied.~“What a boy you are!” said the Countess. “Why, we see
89 I, III| decide to go, for he had said almost nothing of all that
90 I, IV | JEALOUSY~One would have said that all the carriages in
91 I, IV | way, Duchess, this way,” said he. “Let us begin at the
92 I, IV | greeted the two ladies, he said:~“How charming you look
93 I, IV | us begin at the right,” said he, “and we shall soon overtake
94 I, IV | good things.”~“And you?” said the Countess.~“Oh, they
95 I, IV | prejudices.~“Let us go on,” said he, drawing them away from
96 I, IV | leaning upon him, the Countess said: “Are we not very well off
97 I, IV | me in the evenings,” she said. “Now that I have my daughter
98 I, IV | them.~“It is four o’clock,” said the Duchess. “I am very
99 I, IV | have had enough of it,” said the Countess.~They reached
100 I, IV | debates, but the things he said interested him no more than
101 I, IV | little blue despatch which said: “Come to-night.” At first,
102 I, IV | compelled to ask: “Which of you said that?” He often amused himself
103 II, I | and isolation. When he had said everything, had recited
104 II, II | table.~“Open the windows,” said the Countess, “It is a little
105 II, II | castle.~“Ah, that is good!” said Annette, taking a full breath.~
106 II, II | long walk after breakfast,” said the Countess. “We might
107 II, II | Julio, bravo!”~“Come,” said the Countess, “come to breakfast,
108 II, II | station. Love.”~“Well, mamma?” said Annette.~“Monsieur Olivier
109 II, II | with the carriage,” she said to her daughter.~“And will
110 II, II | The tone in which this was said pierced the Countess’s heart
111 II, II | maid, standing behind her, said:~“Madame has forgotten to
112 II, II | you still look very ill,” said the Count.~Her heart contracted
113 II, II | faint.~“Yes, a little pale,” said he, “but that is nothing.”~
114 II, II | him for saying that, she said brokenly,~“Ah, dear friend,
115 II, II | Is it not strange,” he said abruptly, “to see your daughter
116 II, II | it was to come here!” he said. “But it was your husband’
117 II, II | the Countess’s look, he said:~“This is happiness!”~“It
118 II, II | take it when it comes,” said he.~“You never used to like
119 II, II | pretty she is in black!” he said.~And he turned toward the
120 II, II | mamma, let us take a walk,” said Annette.~The Countess consented.~“
121 II, II | and crouching low.~“Ah,” said the Countess, standing alone
122 II, II | in me you love, as you said very truly before dinner,
123 II, II | I can’t run any more,” said she. “I will prop myself
124 II, II | what an exquisite evening!” said he, as soon as he found
125 II, II | I am not at all sleepy,” said Annette; “I could pass the
126 II, II | who was still drowsy, she said:~“Madame looks better to-day,
127 II, II | many more, which as Bertin said gave the air a taste of
128 II, II | leaning on his arm, he said to her:~“I have been amusing
129 II, II | her coquetry.~“Tell me,” said he, “what flower you prefer,
130 II, II | countenance.~“The cornflower,” said she, “it is so pretty.”~“
131 II, II | cease to wear mourning,” said he; “that will not prevent
132 II, II | drawing-room.~Suddenly the Countess said: “We must leave here soon.”~“
133 II, II | But, my dear friend,” said she, “we three cannot remain
134 II, II | everyone.”~“Oh, mamma,” said Annette, coaxingly, “let
135 II, II | bed, seeing her red eyes said with compassion:~“Ah, Madame
136 II, II | her hand to the painter, said: “Will you dine with us
137 II, III| her affectionately, and said, smiling: “Ah, ha! I knew
138 II, III| tone she affected when she said something in jest without
139 II, III| for herself.”~The Countess said nothing, but felt a little
140 II, III| it, and when the milliner said, with an air of conviction, “
141 II, III| from the reflector, and said:~“Isn’t this stupefying?”~
142 II, III| looked at his patient, and said with a smile: “Come, this
143 II, III| for her health. Then he said:~“Yes, we are a little anemic,
144 II, III| word.~“Yes, I am too thin,” said she. “I was a little too
145 II, III| announced.~“It is I, again,” said he, “always I. I have come
146 II, III| two ladies entered Olivier said, rubbing his hands:~“Well,
147 II, III| speak to you.”~Rising, she said quickly to Annette; “Wait
148 II, III| disturbed.~“Why? Why?” she said precipitately. “He asks
149 II, III| Your mother is indisposed,” said Olivier. “She became very
150 II, III| incomprehensible melancholy.~“Well,” said he at last. “Are you better?”~“
151 II, III| began to suspect. “Well,” he said to himself, “is it possible
152 II, III| changed by suffering.~“Well,” said he, drily, “explain to me,
153 II, III| yet understood it?” she said, in a broken voice.~“No,
154 II, III| word broke her heart, she said:~“Take care, my friend,
155 II, III| incredulous, sure of what she had said. Then she resumed:~“But
156 II, III| well all that you have just said to me, and I think as you
157 II, III| this observation. Then he said slowly:~“But—I hardly know—
158 II, III| choosing his words, he said:~“Yes, it is possible that
159 II, III| deeply on what I have just said to you. When you have reflected
160 II, IV | scrupulous attention all that he said and did, his very looks,
161 II, IV | penetrated to his mind. “Well,” said he to himself, “it appears
162 II, IV | coverlets for the poor.~She said simply, on seeing him enter: “
163 II, IV | entreaty.~“It is true,” said he.~“So much the better,”
164 II, IV | it will not annoy him,” said the Countess to her daughter.~“
165 II, IV | Pray smoke, my friend,” said she; “you know I like it
166 II, IV | soon.”~“I must tell you,” said the Countess, “that I had
167 II, IV | water when thirsty.~“Well,” said the Countess, “was not that
168 II, IV | Admirable! Superb!” he said, aroused. “By whom?”~“You
169 II, IV | astonish me at all,” he said, with an air of profound
170 II, IV | Balzac, whom he loved, said nothing to him; he disdained
171 II, IV | that stirred his being. He said to himself: “Now, have I
172 II, IV | Good-day, dear master,” said she gravely.~He began to
173 II, IV | her, and sitting near her, said:~“Guess why I have come.”~
174 II, IV | and mamma has gone out,” said she. “But she will return
175 II, IV | exclaimed: “But you have already said that to me often, and I
176 II, IV | little girl.~“Here is mamma,” said she.~She had heard the door
177 II, IV | jeweler’s.~“I have a coupe,” said he. “I will take the bracket
178 II, IV | with the joy of giving, said to the Countess:~“Will you
179 II, IV | leave you my carriage,” said he; “I have something to
180 II, IV | being loved!~“I feel ill,” said she. “We will take a cab,
181 II, V | now chatting again, and said to himself: “They are making
182 II, V | suffering of a soul, and he said with a slight bow: “It will
183 II, V | Sit down, my friend,” said she softly.~But he answered,
184 II, V | home. Contrary to what you said just now, you were really
185 II, V | when choking with grief, said:~“Oh, my friend, only tell
186 II, V | hands, looked at him, and said tenderly:~“It is such a
187 II, V | repeated.~“Yes, I love you,” he said again.~They remained a long
188 II, V | since we came in here,” said she. “You must go, for someone
189 II, V | delicate handwriting that said such sweet things to him,
190 II, V | Good-morning, Bertin,” said he.~They shook hands; then
191 II, V | others.~Suddenly Rocdiane said: “How are you, Farandal?”~
192 II, V | your friend?”~“I think so,” said the painter.~But the question,
193 II, V | He arose.~“I am tired,” said he. “I am going to the massage
194 II, V | I will breakfast here,” said he, as he entered, and went
195 II, V | you to come again to-day!” said she.~“I am bringing you
196 II, V | brought you something,” he said.~“So we have decided to
197 II, V | The Countess, annoyed, said to her daughter: “You know
198 II, V | resume our former life,” said the Countess.~“Yes, I hope
199 II, V | Countess.~“Yes, I hope so,” said he, hesitatingly.~“But do
200 II, V | Like everyone else, she had said to herself every winter,
201 II, VI | That is a pretty debut,” said Bertin to himself.~The audience
202 II, VI | Oh, he looked at us!” said Annette.~“What an admirable
203 II, VI | What an admirable artist!” said the Duchess.~And Bertin,
204 II, VI | upon the stage. But it was said that he appeared to care
205 II, VI | You are jealous of them!” said the Duchess. “You men of
206 II, VI | are not going home now?” said he. “It is a fine night;
207 II, VI | skill.~“I am with you,” said he.~They entered.~The valet
208 II, VI | it taken to your house,” said the painter.~“No; I should
209 II, VI | while I am going to bed,” said Musadieu.~Nothing could
210 II, VI | with feminine cares, she said to him:~“Ah, good-morning,
211 II, VI | man to strike him. Then he said to himself: “Perhaps she
212 II, VI | depths of his eyes, she said:~“Oh, how unhappy you are!”~
213 II, VI | More than you believe!” he said.~“Oh, I knew it! I have
214 II, VI | at her heart so long, she said in the agonized tone in
215 II, VI | assuming a consoling tone, she said:~“My poor friend! In a few
216 II, VI | Countess into a passion.~“Oh,” said she, “men of Bertin’s importance
217 II, VI | unknown.~“Enter, my good man,” said she; “sit down, and wait
218 II, VI | Well, read it, then!” said the Countess, in a fever.~
219 II, VI | eyes.~“My God! what is it?” said she.~He stammered, hardly
220 II, VI | Dead?” she cried.~“No, no!” said he; “read for yourself.”~
221 II, VI | Turning to her maid she said: “Quick! I am going to dress.”~“
222 II, VI | cabman, still waiting, and said to him: “You have your carriage?”~“
223 II, VI | him along.~“Come, come!” said she; “remember, he may die!”~
224 II, VI | friend!”~“It is nothing,” said he, in a low tone, without
225 II, VI | fallen under the omnibus.~He said in that colorless voice
226 II, VI | Turning her head the Countess said to the doctor: “Have you
227 II, VI | will take you in my coupe,” said the doctor to the Count. “
228 II, VI | imprudent?” he asked.~“No,” said the doctor. “He needs only
229 II, VI | Countess was startled, and said:~“Then I must not talk to
230 II, VI | them.~“You may go now,” said she; “I will ring if I need
231 II, VI | that I shall recover,” he said at last. “I suffer too much.”~“
232 II, VI | less than before.~“Any!” he said finally.~She ceased her
233 II, VI | face; when it had passed he said:~“Since we have only a few
234 II, VI | I forbid you to speak,” said she. “Do not stir, and think
235 II, VI | a little. Each pressure said something to them, evoked
236 II, VI | awakening from a dream, he said, with a start of terror:~“
237 II, VI | will not have that,” he said. “Get up, Any; open the
238 II, VI | watch her, and again he said: “Burn them, quick!”~Then
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