Bijou Part 31
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"She will not believe the pretext I have given her," he said to himself, as he sealed the letter "but she will quite understand, and, now, it is all over between us."
And then all at once a feeling of utter loneliness came over him, and a vision of the life that would from henceforth be his rose before him with strange distinctness. He shuddered in spite of himself, and then he fell to going over again in his mind all his sorrows.
In the meantime, Bijou had shown Jeanne Dubuisson to the room she was to occupy during her visit to the chateau.
"It is your imagination, I tell you; nothing but your imagination,"
she said to her friend. "He does like me, certainly, but just in the way one cares for a cousin, or even a sister."
"No! It was quite enough to look at his face when he went out of the drawing-room. He was quite upset, and I am sure he has not got over it yet."
"Wouldn't you like me to go and ask him? But, there, it is seven o'clock. We have only just time to dress. I will come back for you when the first dinner-bell rings."
When Bijou came out of her bedroom, simply but charmingly dressed, as usual, the long landing was dark and silent. The servants had drawn the blinds, but had not yet lighted the lamps.
Jean, who was coming out of his room, could just distinguish, in the darkness, a few yards away from him, a figure in a light dress. He hurried up to it, and Bijou asked:
"Is that you, Jean?"
"Yes," he answered; "and I want a word with you."
"Something that won't take long? The first bell has gone."
"Something very short; but I should prefer no one else hearing."
"Shall we go into your room, then, or into mine?"
"Into yours, as we are so near it."
Bijou opened the door, and, when Blaye was inside, she said:
"Wait a minute. Don't move, or I shall knock against you. I will light--"
"Oh, it isn't worth getting a light," he said, catching hold of her arm to stop her. "I can say what I have to without that. Besides, it won't take long. I want to tell you, Bijou, my dear, that what you did, you know, just now--"
She appeared to be trying to remember.
"Just now? Whatever was it I did?"
"Well, in a very nice way--oh! in a very nice way, indeed, you know--you kissed me, but you are too grown-up to do that now when there are people there."
"And when there isn't anyone there?" she asked, laughing, "may I then--tell me?"
Before he had time to reply, she had laid her hands on his shoulder, and lifted her face towards his. He bent his head at the same moment, and her lips touched his. Bijou gave a little half-timid murmur of affection, which moved him deeply.
He made up his mind now to tell her of his love, and tried to draw her to him; but the young girl pushed back the hands which were endeavouring to hold her, and ran out of the room, and, by the rustle of her dress along the wall, Jean knew that she was hurrying away.
X.
THE following day Mere Rafut arrived. Bijou had expected to have her for a week, and was very much disappointed when the old woman told her that she could only give her five days, as the theatre opened again on the first of September, and she would have to be there at her post as dresser.
Jeanne, therefore, proposed to help with the work, and Bijou accepted her offer.
"That's a capital idea!" she said; "if we are both together we shall not be dull! we can talk to each other without troubling about Mere Rafut."
Accordingly, every day, whilst the marchioness and Madame de Rueille were doing what Jean de Blaye called "a visiting tour," the two young girls installed themselves in Bijou's boudoir, which was converted into a sewing-room, and were soon busy with their cutting out and sewing, whilst chattering together, too intent on their conversation to pay much attention to the old sewing-woman.
"Are you going to the race-ball?" Bijou asked her friend.
"Yes," said Jeanne; "it seems that as I am now engaged it is not quite the thing; but I am going all the same, as Franz wants to see me arrayed in my ball-dress, and he wants to waltz with me, too; he waltzes very well, you know."
"Ah! and yet he looks so austere? Tell me, don't you mind in the least marrying a Protestant?"
"Not in the least! without being bigoted, I am a thorough Catholic, and he is a devoted Protestant, but not bigoted either. We shall each of us keep to our own religion, for we have no wish whatever to change; but neither of us has any idea of trying to convert the other."
Bijou did not speak, and Jeanne continued:
"I am not at all sorry that I am going to have a husband who is a Protestant, and I will confess that, for certain things, I feel more satisfied that it should be so. It's quite true, what you were saying yesterday--Protestants have certain ideas about the family, and about constancy; in fact, they have stricter principles about such things than Catholics."
"Yes; tell me, though, what dress are you going to wear for the race ball?"
"I don't know yet! I haven't one for it!"
"Why, how's that? what about the white one with the little bunches of flowers all over it?"
"Papa does not think it is nice enough; the race ball is to be at the Tourvilles, you know, this year; and it will all be very grand!"
"Oh, yes!"
"We do not know them at all; it will be the first time of our going to Tourville, and if I were to be dressed anyhow, it would not be very nice for your grandmamma, who got us invited; and so papa told me to have a dress made, and he gave me two pounds."
"What are you going to have made?"
"I don't know at all; advise me, will you?"
For the last minute or two Bijou had seemed to be turning something over in her mind.
"If you like," she said at last, "we might be dressed in the same way, you and I; that would be awfully nice!"
"What is your dress?"
"My dress does not exist yet; it is a thing of the future! It will be pink, of course--pink crepe--quite simple--straight skirts, cut like a ballet-dancer's skirts, so that there will be no hem to make them heavy, three skirts, one over the other, all of the same length, of course--three, that makes it cloudy-looking; more than that smothers you up; and it will fall in large, round _G.o.dets_. Then there will be a little gathered bodice, very simple; little puffed sleeves, with a lot of ribbon bows and ends hanging, and then ribbon round the waist, with two long bows and long ends--ribbon as wide as your hand, not any wider.'
"It will be pretty."
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