Chapter

 1        I|      notary. As for his daughter, Mademoiselle Marie-Anne—”~ ~“Not a word
 2        I|   continued:~ ~“I do not say that Mademoiselle Marie-Anne is not generous;
 3       II|           evening to tell me that Mademoiselle Armande de Sairmeuse, my
 4       II|     messenger had told the truth. Mademoiselle Armande was sick unto death.
 5       II|         her bed.~ ~“I obeyed, and Mademoiselle Armande leaned toward me,
 6       II|          called for aid; it came. Mademoiselle Armande was adored by everyone;
 7       II|       that it was Sairmeuse which Mademoiselle Armande intended to intrust
 8       IV|         the duke; “and you, also, Mademoiselle, do me the honor——”~ ~But
 9       IV|       house——”~ ~“Ah! indeed!”~ ~“Mademoiselle Armande, your aunt, accorded
10       IV|        All this will be arranged, Mademoiselle. Eyes so beautiful as yours
11       IV|      advocate with my father—”~ ~“Mademoiselle Lacheneur has no need of
12        V|              You speak the truth, Mademoiselle,” he said, reproachfully; “
13       VI|    walking before the church with Mademoiselle Blanche de Courtornieu upon
14       XI|       mistake—a misunderstanding, Mademoiselle,” he continued. “Do not
15       XI|        farce?~ ~“Need I tell you, Mademoiselle,” he resumed, “all that
16       XI|  Marie-Anne, “all that you owe to Mademoiselle Lacheneur. We shall meet
17      XII|      Martial demanded:~ ~“How! is Mademoiselle Lacheneur to be married?”~ ~“
18     XIII|       recommending you to examine Mademoiselle Blanche de Courtornieu.”~ ~
19     XIII|         of paying our respects to Mademoiselle de Courtornieu?”~ ~“My daughter
20     XIII|          Monsieur de Courtornieu, Mademoiselle, was so kind as to tell
21     XIII|             Yes, I have seen her, Mademoiselle,” replied Martial, quietly.~ ~“
22     XIII|               Oh! you exaggerate, Mademoiselle; my father will always preserve
23      XVI|        francs bequeathed to me by Mademoiselle Armande. Moreover, I am
24      XIX|           Very well! I will marry Mademoiselle Blanche.”~ ~The duke did
25     XXII|       toward the carriage.~ ~“Let Mademoiselle de Courtornieu pass without
26     XXII|          deign to notice them.~ ~“Mademoiselle will turn back,” she said,
27     XXII|           was irreparable.~ ~“Let Mademoiselle de Counornieu pass without
28    XXIII|           priest, “and quick—take Mademoiselle Lacheneur. Now, Maurice,
29     XXIV|        extended upon the sofa.~ ~“Mademoiselle Lacheneur!” she faltered, “
30     XXIV|         one of you must have seen Mademoiselle Lacheneur. We are going
31    XXVII|       this crushing accusation by Mademoiselle de Courtornieu?”~ ~“Nothing,”
32   XXVIII|           superior officer.~ ~“Is Mademoiselle Lacheneur here?” he demanded.~ ~
33   XXVIII|          of me?”~ ~“I am ordered, Mademoiselle, to conduct you to the citadel.”~ ~“
34   XXVIII|           say that I came to seek mademoiselle at the request of one of
35   XXVIII|         to attempt anything until mademoiselle returns, which will be in
36   XXVIII|          Salute company. And now, Mademoiselle, on the double-quick, march!
37   XXVIII|         have orders to return for mademoiselle in half an hour.”~ ~When
38     XXIX|           In that case follow me, Mademoiselle.”~ ~She followed him up
39     XXIX|      already plighted your troth. Mademoiselle Blanche de Courtornieu is
40     XXIX|    Martial would not tolerate.~ ~“Mademoiselle Lacheneur is not my mistress,”
41     XXIX|       slowly:~ ~“I think, sir, if Mademoiselle Lacheneur had any doubts
42     XXIX|         fear from my enemies. So, Mademoiselle”—he no longer said “my good
43      XXX|           to receive a visit from Mademoiselle Lacheneur, that was the
44      XXX|           desired? Simply to give Mademoiselle Lacheneur a letter of mine,
45     XXXV|       attend Monsieur d’Escorval. Mademoiselle Lacheneur will accompany
46    XXXVI|        stop and give your name to Mademoiselle Lacheneur.”~ ~“Ah! sir,”
47    XXXVI|           so indissolubly united, Mademoiselle Lacheneur and you, that
48    XXXVI|         will hire mules, and you, Mademoiselle Lacheneur and your old friend,
49   XXXVII|       Monsieur, Monsieur Maurice, Mademoiselle Lacheneur and the old corporal
50  XXXVIII|      Sairmeuse in the presence of Mademoiselle Lacheneur. You said to me
51     XLII|    servants.~ ~“I am to be called mademoiselle as in the past,” she said,
52     XLII|      hastened toward them.~ ~“Ah! Mademoiselle,” exclaimed the servant, “
53     XLII|           my father dead?”~ ~“No, Mademoiselle, no; but—how can I tell
54     XLII| forefinger.~ ~“You understand me, Mademoiselle—when he returned, reason
55     XLII|                I beg your pardon, Mademoiselle, a little more and he would
56      XLV|        tell him, and many thanks, Mademoiselle, for having come to meet
57      XLV|           hasten back. Au revoir, Mademoiselle Lacheneur.”~ ~“Au revoir,
58    XLVII|          from his last trip, “and Mademoiselle Lacheneur bids the baron
59    XLVII|         is what I was bringing to Mademoiselle Lacheneur. It contains first
60   XLVIII|               Ah, Madame—that is, Mademoiselle, if you only knew——”~ ~“
61   XLVIII|         drawing-room; and he begs Mademoiselle to grant him a few moments’
62      LII|        accuse me of the murder of Mademoiselle Lacheneur; and you threaten
63       LV|     Monsieur, I was unable to see Mademoiselle Camille. The house is closed