Caught in the Net Part 32
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"Because--because," stammered the girl, "first, because he is himself; and then,--well, I can't say, but I _do_ love him."
Her accents betrayed such depth of pa.s.sion that the father uttered a groan of anguish.
Flavia caught the expression of his features, and burst into a fit of laughter.
"I really believe that you are jealous," said she, as if she were speaking to a spoiled child. "That is very naughty of you; you ought to be ashamed of yourself. I tell you that the first time I set eyes upon him at Van Klopen's, I felt a thrill of love pierce through my heart, such love as I never felt for a human being before. Since then, I have known no rest. I cannot sleep, and instead of blood, liquid fire seems to come through my veins."
Martin Rigal raised his eyes to the ceiling in mute surprise at this outburst of feeling.
"You do not understand me," went on Flavia. "You are the best of fathers, but, after all, you are but a man. Had I a mother, she would comprehend me better."
"What could your mother have done for you more than I? Have I neglected anything for your happiness?" asked the banker, with a sigh.
"Perhaps nothing; for there are times when I hardly understand my own feelings."
In gloomy silence the banker listened to the narrative of his daughter's state of mind; then he said,--
"All shall be as you desire, and the man you love shall be your husband."
The girl was almost beside herself with joy, and, throwing her arms around his neck, pressed kiss upon kiss on his cheeks and forehead.
"Darling," said she, "I love you for this more than for anything that you have given me in my life."
The banker sighed again; and Flavia, shaking her pretty little fist at him, exclaimed, "What is the meaning of that sigh, sir? Do you by any chance regret your promise? But never mind that. How do you mean to bring him here without causing any suspicion?"
A benevolent smile pa.s.sed over her father's face, as he answered,--
"That, my pet, is my secret."
"Very well, keep it; I do not care what means you use, as long as I see him soon, very soon,--to-night perhaps, in an hour, or even in a few minutes. You say Dr. Hortebise will bring him here; he will sit at our table. I can look at him without trouble, I shall hear his voice--"
"Silly little puss!" broke in the banker; "or, rather, I should say, unhappy child."
"Silly, perhaps; but why should you say unhappy?"
"You love him too fondly, and he will take advantage of your feeling for him."
"Never; I do not believe it," answered the girl.
"I hope to heaven, darling, that my fears may never be realized. But he is not the sort of husband that I intended for you; he is a composer."
"And is that anything against him!" exclaimed Flavia in angry tones; "one would think from your sneers that this was a crime. Not only is he a composer, but he is a genius. I can read that in his face. He may be poor, but I am rich enough for both, and he will owe all to me; so much the better, for then he will not be compelled to give lessons for his livelihood, and he will have leisure to compose an opera more beautiful than any that Gounod has ever written, and I shall share all his glory.
Why, perhaps, he may even sing his own songs to me alone."
Her father noticed her state of feverish excitement and gazed upon her sadly. Flavia's mother had been removed from this world at the early age of twenty-four by that insidious malady, consumption, which defies modern medical science, and in a brief s.p.a.ce changes a beautiful girl into a livid corpse, and the father viewed her excited manner, flushed cheeks, and sparkling eyes with tears and dismay.
"By heavens!" cried he, bursting into a sudden fit of pa.s.sion; "if ever he ill treats you, he is a dead man."
The girl was startled at the sudden ferocity of his manner.
"What have I done to make you angry?" asked she; "and why do you have such evil thoughts of him?"
"I tremble for you, in whom my whole soul is wrapped up," answered the banker. "This man has robbed me of my child's heart, and you will be happier with him than you are with your poor old father. I tremble because of your inexperience and his weakness, which may prove a source of trouble to you."
"If he is weak, all the better; my will can guide him."
"You are wrong," replied her father, "as many other women have been before you. You believe that weak and vacillating dispositions are easily controlled, but I tell you that this is an error. Only determined characters can be influenced, and it is on substantial foundations that we find support."
Flavia made no reply, and her father drew her closer to him.
"Listen to me, my child," said he. "You will never have a better friend than I am. You know that I would shed every drop of blood in my veins for you. He is coming, so search your heart to discover if this is not some mere pa.s.sing fancy."
"Father!" cried she.
"Remember that your happiness is in your own hands now, so be careful and conceal your feelings, and do not let him discover how deep your love is for him. Men's minds are so formed that while they blame a woman for duplicity, they complain far more if she acts openly and allows her feelings to be seen----"
He paused, for the door-bell rang. Flavia's heart gave a bound of intense joy.
"He has come!" gasped she, and, with a strong effort to retain her composure, she added, "I will obey you, my dear father; I will not come here again until I have entirely regained my composure. Do not fear, and I will show you that your daughter can act a part as well as any other woman."
She fled from the room as the door opened, but it was not Paul who made his appearance, but some other guests--a stout manufacturer and his wife, the latter gorgeously dressed, but with scarcely a word to say for herself. For this evening the banker had issued invitations to twenty of his friends, and among this number Paul would scarcely be noticed. He in due time made his appearance with Dr. Hortebise, who had volunteered to introduce him into good society. Paul felt ill at ease; he had just come from the hands of a fas.h.i.+onable tailor, who, thanks to Mascarin's influence, had in forty-eight hours prepared an evening suit of such superior cut that the young man hardly knew himself in it. Paul had suffered a good deal from conflicting emotions after the visit to Van Klopen's, and more than once regretted the adhesion that he had given to Mascarin's scheme; but a visit the next day from Hortebise, and the knowledge that the fas.h.i.+onable physician was one of the confederates, had reconciled him to the position he had promised to a.s.sume.
He was moreover struck with Flavia's charms, and dazzled with the accounts of her vast prospective fortune. To him, Hortebise, gay, rich, and careless, seemed the incarnation of happiness, and contributed greatly to stifle the voice of Paul's conscience. He would, however, perhaps have hesitated had he known what the locket contained that dangled so ostentatiously from the doctor's chain.
Before they reached the banker's door, driven in the doctor's elegant brougham, a similar one to which Paul mentally declared he would have, as soon as circ.u.mstances would permit, the young man's mentor spoke.
"Let me say a few words to you. You have before you a chance which is seldom afforded to any young man, whatever his rank and social standing.
Mind that you profit by it."
"You may be sure I will," said Paul, with a smile of self-complacency.
"Good, dear boy; but let me fortify your courage with a little of my experience. Do you know what an heiress really is?"
"Well, really----"
"Permit me to continue. An heiress and more so if she is an only child, is generally a very disagreeable person, headstrong, capricious, and puffed up with her own importance. She is utterly spoiled by the flattery to which she has been accustomed from her earliest years, and thinks that all the world is made to bend before her."
"Ah!" answered Paul, a little discomfited. "I hope it is not Mademoiselle Flavia's portrait that you have been sketching?"
"Not exactly," answered the doctor, with a laugh. "But I must warn you that even she has certain whims and fancies. For instance, I am quite sure that she would give a suitor every encouragement, and then repulse him without rhyme or reason."
Paul, who up to this time had only seen the bright side of affairs, was a good deal disconcerted.
"Buy why should you introduce me to her then?"
"In order that you may win her. Have you not everything to insure success? She will most likely receive you with the utmost cordiality; but beware of being too sanguine. Even if she makes desperate love to you, I say, take care; it may be only a trap; for, between ourselves, a girl who has a million st.i.tched to her petticoats is to be excused if she endeavors to find out whether the suitor is after her or her money."
Just then the brougham stopped, and Dr. Hortebise and his young friend entered the house in the Rue Montmartre, where they were cordially greeted by the banker.
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