Frederique Volume II Part 15
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"Oh! that's impossible! You went to the whole seven? you saw the whole a.s.sortment? Ha! ha! ha! Well, you must have had a merry time!"
Rosette was seized with a paroxysm of frantic laughter, during which she could only repeat:
"He saw my seven aunts! Poor, dear boy! he saw my seven aunts!"
"Yes, I saw them all; and all in one day!"
"That was your Waterloo! I am sure that it will remain engraved on your memory! I say, I'll bet that you'd rather go up the Marly hill seven times in succession than go through that day's work again, eh?"
"I believe you. There is one Dame Piquette, in particular, who lives on Rue aux Ours. Sapristi! I didn't feel at all comfortable in my tete-a-tete with her!"
"Did she make eyes at you? I'll bet she made eyes at you! She's an old coquette, who declares that she can't go out without being besieged. Oh!
my poor Charles!"
"But all that would have been nothing, mademoiselle, if I had succeeded in finding you. It would seem that you accept hospitality elsewhere than with your aunts?"
Rosette made a little grimace, which I interpreted as meaning that she did not quite know what course to adopt; at last she said:
"I was with one of my friends. My aunts are always at me to get married, and that tires me; I shall end by dropping all of 'em."
"I should say that you were doing that already."
"Come, let's not say any more about that. We're not cross any more, are we? and you'll take me out to dinner, and we'll have a nice little feed--what do you say? Yes, you will, it's all settled; and we'll go into the country--it's a fine day--and roll on the gra.s.s."
How can one resist a pretty minx who proposes rolling on the gra.s.s? I was on the point of signing the treaty of peace with Mademoiselle Rosette, when the bell rang.
"My dear girl," I said to my grisette, "if it should happen to be the lady who was here the other day, I trust that you won't make another scene?"
"No, no, don't be afraid; I saw that I was wrong; she left me in possession with such a good grace! I don't bear your friend any grudge now."
At that moment, we detected a strong odor of essence of rose, and Rosette exclaimed:
"_Dame!_ that lady uses plenty of perfumery! what a sachet bag!"
But the door opened, and no lady appeared, but Balloquet, in his best clothes and with fresh gloves.
"Oh! I beg pardon, my dear Rochebrune! You are with a lady, and your servant didn't tell me! I will go, and come again another day."
"No, stay, Balloquet, stay; mademoiselle will not object.--Isn't that so, Rosette? you are willing that my friend should stay?"
"To be sure! I'm no savage; company don't scare me."
And Rosette put her mouth to my ear and whispered:
"Is he a perfumer?"
"No; a doctor."
"A doctor! Does he treat his patients with essences? He gives out such an odor--you'd think he was the Grand Turk!"
Balloquet meanwhile said to me in an undertone:
"Good! I don't frighten this one away! She isn't like the little blonde."
"Oh, no! she's not the same sort at all."
Balloquet had been with us but a moment, when the bell rang again, and this time Frederique appeared.
"The servant told me that there were three of you," she said, dropping carelessly upon a chair; "and that's why I ventured to come in. Did I do wrong, Rochebrune?"
"No, madame; you are always welcome. And mademoiselle here will take advantage of the opportunity to express her regret for the unseemly words she used to you the other day."
"Yes, madame," said Rosette, walking up to Madame Dauberny. "I was wrong; I'm hot-headed; but turn your hand over, and I forget all about it. Are you still angry with me?"
"Not in the least, mademoiselle," replied Frederique, trying to smile; "I a.s.sure you that I had forgotten it entirely. But I trust that I shall not arouse your jealousy again."
"Oh! no, madame! Charles has told me that he never loved you, and that's all I ask."
Frederique bit her lips. I, for my part, was conscious of a sensation that I cannot describe. I would gladly have horsewhipped Rosette, I believe, if it had been possible. Women have a way of adjusting things that often produces the contrary effect.
"Madame is acquainted with my sentiments, mademoiselle," I stammered, awkwardly enough; "she appreciates them----"
"Enough, my friend!" interposed Frederique; "sentiments are to be proved, not put in words. But, mon Dieu! how sweet your room smells!
There's an odor of--of rose; yes, it's surely rose;--is it not, mademoiselle?"
"Yes, madame," said Rosette; "that smell has been here ever since monsieur le docteur came in.--Do you bathe in essence of rose, monsieur?"
Balloquet, who was walking about the room playing the dandy, pa.s.sed his hand through his hair as he replied:
"Not exactly, mademoiselle; but, in truth, I am very fond of the odor of rose; I sometimes perfume my linen with an essence that I get from Constantinople."
"Well, frankly, monsieur, you use too much of it; you smell too strong!
I wouldn't like to eat a truffled turkey with you."
"Why not, mademoiselle?"
"Because I should smell nothing but rose, instead of the odor of truffles; and a truffled turkey _a la rose_ wouldn't be good, I know."
"I think that I have had the pleasure of meeting madame before," said Balloquet, saluting Frederique.
"Yes, monsieur; on a certain day, or rather night, when my presence was useful to both of you gentlemen."
"Ah, yes! the two wedding parties, wasn't it, madame?"
"Yes, monsieur; I only looked in at yours, but it seemed to be very lively."
"It was, indeed, madame; that was the Bocal wedding; it was very hot there!"
"The Bocal wedding!" cried Rosette. "Why, I know Bocal; he's a distiller on Rue Montmartre, and his daughter married Monsieur Pamphile Girie, dealer in sponges."
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