Frederique Volume I Part 23
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That moment arrived at last. I stood up beside my partner; each cavalier did the same. O blessed moment! What an excellent invention is dancing!
I felt that I must make the most of my opportunity; I told Madame Sordeville that her husband had invited me to come to their house. She smiled, but made no reply. I could not rest content with that.
"May I hope to be so fortunate, madame, as to obtain from your lips a confirmation of the invitation I have received?"
"Whatever my husband does is well done, monsieur, and I can only approve it."
That was a courteous reply, but nothing more. It seemed as if my fair partner were distraught. It is never very flattering to one's self-esteem to have the person to whom one is talking thinking of something else; and when that person is a woman with whom one is in love, it is much more mortifying. I was on the point of making a declaration of love, but it did not pa.s.s my lips. Could it be possible that she was nothing more or less than a coquette who had been amusing herself at my expense? Nonsense! Had I already forgotten all that she had done for me that evening? Wounded self-esteem often makes us very unjust. I determined to wait and not to go so fast, either in forming my judgments, or in my love.
When the dance came to an end, many of the guests prepared to go away.
Madame Sordeville rejoined her friend, who also seemed disposed to retire. What was there to detain me there? I had permission to call upon the charming Armantine, and that was all that I could expect.
I left the restaurant. As I pa.s.sed the rooms where the Bocal wedding party was still in full blast, I heard a good deal of noise. Was it merrymaking or quarrelling? Faith! Balloquet must take care of himself; and I went home and to bed.
XV
A VAGABOND
On the day following that night which I had so well employed, I did not wake until after noon. I went over in my mind the events of the preceding evening. When one has done so much and heard so many anecdotes, one may be pardoned for being a little confused.
Madame Sordeville's pretty face very soon presented itself to my memory.
Now that I was no longer excited by the illusions of the ballroom and the strains of the music, I tried to determine what sort of woman she was, and whether I could reasonably hope for success if I should make love to her.
She was pretty, well formed, graceful, amiable--yes, and intelligent; at all events, she possessed that sort of wit that gives sparkle to a conversation; I could not say as yet whether it had any substantial foundation. In that respect, women are much more deceitful than men; they are much more skilful in throwing dust in one's eyes. Too often the flow of words and bright sallies is only a sort of froth that will not stand the test of time.
Madame Sordeville was undoubtedly a flirt. It is often said that all women are; but there are gradations. There are the amiable flirts who give a pungent flavor to love; there are others who do not give a lover one moment's peace or rest; and, frankly, a woman who takes pleasure in tormenting one is a sorry acquaintance. But I had not got to that point; perhaps the lady in question would never be anything to me, albeit her husband seemed to be not at all jealous.
The anecdotes that were told at our dinner the day before recurred to my mind; one of them especially had made a deep impression on me, and I was surprised that I had forgotten for so long a time that young girl of Sceaux--that unhappy Mignonne, toward whom Fouvenard had behaved so abominably. As if it were not enough to abandon her after having made her a mother, he must needs force her, against her will, into another man's arms! That was a perfect outrage! The law punishes men for less than Fouvenard had done--and all because she loved him! Unhappy girl!
and to think that she was on the point of becoming a mother! I simply must see her, and try to alleviate her misery. Perhaps she was in utter dest.i.tution. He said Rue Menilmontant, No. 80. I determined to go there; but I hoped that he had lied to us; that his Mignonne did not exist. It would be too execrable, if it were true.
I rang for my servant, and he appeared. He was a simple-minded fellow, but trustworthy, I was confident; and as that is the rarest of qualities in all ranks of society, I kept Pomponne in my service, although he was very often guilty of the most stupid blunders, and was of such a prying, inquisitive turn that I often had to reprove him.
Pomponne gave me all that I required for my toilet; but, as he walked about the room, I noticed that his manner was unusually idiotic, a symptom which always indicated that he had something to say and did not know how to go about it. So that it was necessary for me to give him a lead.
"Have you been making a fool of yourself since yesterday, Pomponne?"
"Me, monsieur! what makes you ask me that? You didn't tell me to, did you?"
"Why, you don't usually wait for my instructions to do that. Are there any letters for me?"
"No, monsieur."
"Did anybody call while I was asleep?"
"Call?"
"Yes, call."
"I don't think so, monsieur."
"You don't think so? Aren't you sure?"
"Oh, yes! I am sure."
"What the devil's the matter with you this morning, that you seem so much more stupid than usual?"
"Why, it seems to me that I'm just the same as usual."
"Come, brush my hair, and be quick about it! It's late."
You must know that Monsieur Pomponne was an excellent hair dresser; that and his trustworthiness, you see, made him rather a notable personage.
He had studied the trade of hair dressing for some time; he gave it up, so he told me, because, as he had a fine lot of hair, his head was constantly used for beginners to practice on, and that got to be rather tiresome.
"And the love affairs, Pomponne--how do they come on?"
My servant blushed; he was not an accomplished rake, you see.
"Oh, monsieur! I haven't any love affairs!"
"Ah! so you choose to play the close-mouthed lover with me?--What about the maid-servant of the old gentleman opposite? you haven't made love to her, you rascal, have you?"
"Oh, monsieur! I may have laughed a little with her; just in a joking way, that's all."
"We all know what it means to laugh with maid-servants."
"However, I think I'm going to lose her--poor Mademoiselle Rosalie!"
"Is she sick?"
"No, monsieur; I mean that she's probably going to leave the house. She has discharged her master."
"Discharged her master? You mean that her master has discharged her, of course?"
"No, monsieur; I give you my word that she told me: 'I don't want any more of my master; I've given him his papers.'--And she added: 'I said _zut_! to him.'"
"The deuce! Mademoiselle Rosalie's language is rather decollete, I should say! Why is she leaving her master? He's rich and a widower--an excellent place for a servant, especially for one who says _zut_."
"It seems, monsieur, that her master doesn't like to pay her."
"Nonsense! that can't be. My old neighbor is noted for paying promptly and not having any debts."
"I beg pardon, monsieur: they have had a dispute. You see, Mademoiselle Rosalie has a funny custom; she gets a commission for everything."
"I don't understand. Doesn't she get any wages?"
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