Chapter

 1       II|      that she would wait.~ ~And Mlle. Armande de Sairmeuse, a
 2       II|          and the following year Mlle. Armande, who had remained
 3       II|      only of the dead woman, of Mlle. Armande de Sairmeuse.~ ~
 4      III|         came to visit his aunt, Mlle. Armande.~ ~His duties,
 5        V|        to him. Only a word from Mlle. Lacheneur had sufficed
 6      VII|    accompanied by his daughter, Mlle. Blanche.~ ~Martial could
 7     XIII|        entirely unnecessary. If Mlle. Lacheneur had made him
 8     XIII|   Lacheneur had made him forget Mlle. de Courtornieu that morning
 9     XIII|        saw that he was right.~ ~Mlle. Blanche de Courtornieu
10     XIII|       advanced a few steps, and Mlle. Blanche, on seeing him,
11     XIII|     Marie-Anne upon the lips of Mlle. de Courtornieu, caused
12     XIII|       he was himself again; but Mlle. Blanche had perceived his
13     XIII| apparent frankness disconcerted Mlle. Blanche a trifle; and it
14     XIII|       everything that concerned Mlle. Lacheneur.~ ~“And do you
15     XIII|      the old lady seated beside Mlle. Blanche.~ ~“Yes, very,”
16     XIII|     dearly for her bread; since Mlle. Blanche compelled her to
17     XIII|         to me, broken,” resumed Mlle. de Courtornieu. “But listen
18     XIII|        where she had placed it, Mlle. Lacheneur’s letter and
19     XIII|        would have supposed that Mlle. Blanche was experiencing
20     XIII|         misery intolerable.’”~ ~Mlle. de Courtornieu suddenly
21     XIII|          recommendation.”~ ~But Mlle. de Courtornieu had taken
22     XIII|        Courtornieu’s cabinet.~ ~Mlle. Blanche paused.~ ~“I am
23     XIII|       of his jesting tone, that Mlle. de Courtornieu was fascinated.
24     XIII|         announced a visitor for Mlle. Blanche; because she was
25     XIII|       realized. It was, indeed, Mlle. Lacheneur who was awaiting
26     XIII|   crushed by misfortune; it was Mlle. Blanche who wept.~ ~But,
27     XIII|        whom she was acquainted, Mlle. de Courtornieu did not
28     XIII|    morning, through his son.”~ ~Mlle. Blanche started as if a
29     XIII|      when Marie-Anne went away, Mlle. Blanche embraced her with
30      XIV|      had faithfully reported to Mlle. Blanche all that he heard
31      XIV|   reason condemned.~ ~Forced by Mlle. Blanche’s will into the
32      XIV|       by a summons to dinner.~ ~Mlle. Blanche, when the young
33      XIV|        once entered the mind of Mlle. Blanche.~ ~She had been
34      XIV|     this was that during dinner Mlle. Blanche exercised all her
35      XIV|       He occupied a seat beside Mlle. Blanche at table; and they
36      XIV|        had turned so white that Mlle. Blanche remarked his pallor
37      XIV|       Martial reseated himself; Mlle. Blanche leaned toward him.~ ~“
38      XIV|    incensed me, that is all.”~ ~Mlle. de Courtornieu was not
39      XVI|        two figures in the wood. Mlle. Blanche de Courtornieu,
40     XVII|     attempts at rebellion. When Mlle. Blanche turned her cold
41     XVII|       so fortunate as to please Mlle. Blanche.~ ~Her father presented
42     XVII|       demonstrated. One morning Mlle. Blanche made her appearance
43     XVII|       in fact, for several days Mlle. Blanche had been applying
44     XVII|      for him. When he appeared, Mlle. Blanche blushed and was
45     XVII|       Aunt Medea was alarmed.~ ~Mlle. Blanche had prepared an
46     XVII|    father time to seat himself, Mlle. Blanche entreated him to
47     XVII|          Let me alone!” replied Mlle. Blanche, angrily; “hold
48     XVII|        in that wretched hovel!” Mlle. Blanche said to herself. “
49     XVII|         drew a cry of rage from Mlle. de Courtornieu which must
50     XVII|        impoverished relative.~ ~Mlle. Blanche replied that she
51     XVII|       this creature!” exclaimed Mlle. Blanche. “Come, aunt, at
52     XVII|        been within the reach of Mlle. de Courtornieu’s voice,
53     XVII|       separated the place where Mlle. Blanche had stationed herself,
54     XVII|        a veritable mountain.”~ ~Mlle. Lacheneur said not a word.
55     XVII|       know the road,” continued Mlle. Blanche, “but she led me
56     XVII|    treating her unkindly.~ ~But Mlle. Blanche was not listening.
57     XVII|      she confesses it!” thought Mlle. de Courtornieu, amazed
58     XVII|    worthless creature!” thought Mlle. Blanche.~ ~Then, in cold
59     XVII|  Although less experienced than Mlle. Blanche, she comprehended
60     XVII|         would be worthy of her, Mlle. Blanche armed herself with
61      XIX|        legacy bequeathed him by Mlle. Armande, and an indemnity,
62     XXII|         Chateau de Courtornieu, Mlle. Blanche, after finishing
63     XXII|        For the first three days Mlle. Blanche succeeded in preserving
64     XXII|       the village of Sairmeuse, Mlle. Blanche noticed an unwonted
65     XXII|         what did this matter to Mlle. de Courtornieu! It was
66     XXII|      the meaning of this,” said Mlle. Blanche.~ ~And lowering
67     XXII|     back, had seen the lamps of Mlle. de Courtornieu’s carriage
68     XXII|         within the vehicle only Mlle. Blanche and Aunt Medea,
69     XXII|         piercing shrieks.~ ~But Mlle. de Courtornieu was a brave
70     XXII|         life of our friends.”~ ~Mlle. Blanche had not recognized
71     XXIV|      Escorval did not recognize Mlle. Lacheneur in the masculine
72      XXV|       cause of his obstinacy.~ ~Mlle. Blanche had been at Montaignac
73     XXIX|         the guard told him that Mlle. Lacheneur had already passed
74      XXX|        another? And how furious Mlle. Blanche would be!~ ~He
75     XXXI|      come to Montaignac to give Mlle. Lacheneur news of her father.~ ~
76     XXXI|         to him——”~ ~Then he saw Mlle. Lacheneur, and suddenly
77    XXXII|  Courtornieu, who, after seeing Mlle. Lacheneur leave the prison,
78   XXXIII|         had been the theatre.~ ~Mlle. Blanche de Courtornieu
79   XXXIII|          This was a crime which Mlle. de Courtornieu could never
80   XXXIII|       This error on the part of Mlle. Blanche rose from the custom
81   XXXIII|      aristocratic hand-writing, Mlle. de Courtornieu bore herself
82   XXXIII|  Sairmeuse to oscillate between Mlle. de Courtornieu and the
83   XXXIII|       at first by the charms of Mlle. Blanche, he soon discovered
84   XXXIII|        given his word, and that Mlle. Blanche was his betrothed.~ ~
85   XXXIII|         was as willing to marry Mlle. de Courtornieu as anyone
86    XXXIV|       de Sairmeuse was to marry Mlle. Blanche de Courtornieu
87  XXXVIII|         nuptials of Martial and Mlle. Blanche de Courtornieu.~ ~