Bijou Part 45
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"Why, nothing! I am delighted about the paper-chase, and the theatre; then, too, it is beautiful weather, the sky is so blue, the flowers so fresh and beautiful, it seems to me delicious to be alive--but that's all!"
"Oh, well, that's something at any rate."
"Sit down," said Bijou, pus.h.i.+ng Mademoiselle Dubuisson into a cosy arm-chair.
Jeanne sat down, and looked round at the pretty room. The walls were hung with pale pink cretonne, with a design of large white poppies.
The ceiling, too, was pink, and the Louis Seize furniture was lacquered pink. There were flowers everywhere, in strange-shaped gla.s.s vases, and the air was laden with a delicious, penetrating perfume, a mixture of chypre, iris, and a scent like new-mown hay.
Jeanne inhaled this perfume with delight.
"What do you put in your room to make it smell like this?" she asked.
"Does it smell of something? I do not smell anything--anyhow, I don't use scent for it," answered Bijou, sniffing the air around her with all her might.
"Oh! why, that's incredible!" exclaimed Jeanne astounded. "But do you mean truly that you do not put anything at all to scent your room?"
"Absolutely nothing."
Denyse was moving about, getting everything she required before changing her dress. She was not long in putting on her habit, and as she stood before the long gla.s.s, putting a few finis.h.i.+ng touches to her toilette, Jeanne could not help admiring her.
"How well it fits you!" she said. "It looks as though it had been moulded on you--it really is perfection! And then, too, you have such a pretty figure!"
Denyse was just putting a pearl pin into her white cravat. The point broke with a little sharp click.
"Oh!" exclaimed Jeanne, "what a pity!"
"It doesn't matter," answered Bijou, "for it was not up to much. If I win my bet with M. de Bernes, I will let him give me a strong pin,"
and then, with a laugh, she added: "and not an expensive one, so that it will not seem like a present."
"You have made a bet with M. de Bernes?"
"Yes."
"And you have to choose your present?"
"Yes. Is there any harm in it?"
"Harm? No! but it is odd."
"Well! you are like grandmamma. She was scandalised, grandmamma was."
"Well, it is odd, you know! And what have you been betting--you and M.
de Bernes?"
"I, that there would be, at least, one accident at the paper-chase; and he, that there would not be one at all."
"Well, but that's very possible."
"Oh, no! it is not very possible! There always are accidents; it would be the first paper-chase without one. Take notice that it is merely a question of a fall--just a simple fall--the person falls down, and is picked up again. I do not predict that anyone will be killed, you understand?"
"Well, don't you go and have a fall, at any rate."
"Oh, as to me!" said Bijou, her eyes s.h.i.+ning with merriment, "there is no danger. Patatras has never been stronger on his legs. Pa.s.s me the scissors, will you, please, they are just by the side of you?"
Jeanne watched her admiringly as she stood in front of the long gla.s.s.
"There is not a single crease anywhere in your habit, and what a pretty figure you have, really, Bijou."
When, at a quarter past two, punctual, as usual, Bijou appeared on the stone steps in front of the half-door, she found Henry de Bracieux there, Jean de Blaye, and Pierrot. M. de Rueille had not yet come downstairs.
The horses, which had been waiting a few minutes, were somewhat restless, as the flies were worrying them. Patatras alone was perfectly calm, nibbling at the hazel tree, and looking peaceably at what was going on around him.
Presently Bertrade opened a window, and called out:
"Don't wait for Paul. He is only just beginning to dress. He will catch you up."
"Would you like to start, Bijou?" proposed Jean.
"I feel almost inclined to let you start without me," she answered, in an undecided way. "Your three horses are jumping about like mad things; they will excite Patatras, who is quite peaceful now. Start on, at any rate--I will join you out there. Nothing annoys me more than to ride a horse that is pulling so that you can hardly hold him in, and that is what I should have to put up with, for certain, if I start with you."
"Then you are going to wait for Paul?" asked Henry, looking bad-tempered.
Bijou pointed to the carriages, which were just coming out of the stable-yard.
"No, I am going to escort grandmamma."
"Well, that is just what will rouse your horse up," said Jean de Blaye.
"Oh, no! Don't you think I know my horse? Anyhow, all I ask you is to start off, and not to trouble yourselves about me."
"You are charming, really," observed Pierrot, moving towards his pony, and then turning towards the others, he added majestically, although, in a vexed tone: "Let us leave her, then, as she does not want to go with us."
"I think that's the only choice left us in the matter," answered Jean, half vexed and half laughing, as he mounted his horse.
Just as they were all three disappearing round the bend of the drive, M. de Clagny came out of the hall. He was looking to see whether his mail-coach had been put in, and was astonished to find Bijou there.
"How nice you look in that red habit," he said, in his admiration.
"Generally, red makes anyone look pale, but you--why, it makes you look rosier than ever, if that is possible."
When he heard that she was going to accompany the carriages as far as the meeting-place he was perfectly happy.
The marchioness soon arrived, followed by all the others. She got into the landau with the Dubuissons and M. Spiegel, whilst M. de Clagny took on his coach Madame de Rueille, the children, Abbe Courteil, M.
de Jonzac, and M. Giraud. The latter was hypnotised to such a degree by Bijou, who was waiting, ready mounted, for the others to start, that he almost fell off the coach instead of sitting down.
The sun was s.h.i.+ning brilliantly when they at last set out on their journey. M. de Clagny was much more taken up with Bijou than with the four horses he was driving. He watched her trotting in front of him, near to the carriage in which the marchioness was driving.
It was the first time he had seen her on horseback, and she seemed to him incomparably pretty and elegant. Whilst he was thus watching her with singular attention, Madame de Bracieux called out to her from the landau:
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