Volume IV Part 6 (1/2)
I left theo On entering ether, which vexed me as I only wanted one I whispered my wishes to Rose as she curled my hair, but she told me it was impossible for her to slip away as they all slept in one roo away the next day, and that if they would pass the night with hed at my proposal and said it couldn't possibly be done I saw by this they had not irls mostly do, and I also saw that they were jealous of each other I wished theht, and as soon as I was in bed the God of dreaht with the adorable Mdlle Ro, and the cousin ca my chocolate, and that M Charles Ivanoff wanted to speak to uessed that this was the Russian, but as he had not been introduced to ht decline to see him
”Tell hiain saying he was the gentle with me at Madame Morin's
”Tell him to come in”
”Sir,” said he, ”I want to speak with you in private”
”I cannot order these young ladies to leave h to wait for own, and then I shall be ready to speak to you”
”If I aain to- Grenoble to-day”
”In that case I ait”
I got up in haste and went out to him
”Sir,” said he, ”I must leave this place, and I have not a penny to payof you to come to my aid I dare not have recourse to anyone else in the town for fear of exposing ht to feel myself flattered at the preference you have shewnto insult you in any way I aed to refuse your request”
”If you kneho I am I am sure you would not refuse me some small help”
”If you think so, tell me who you are; you may count on my silence”
”I am Charles, second son of Ivan, Duke of Courland, who is in exile in Siberia I o to Genoa you will find yourself beyond the reach of poverty; for no doubt the brother of your lady-mother would never abandon you”
”He died in Silesia”
”When?”
”Two years ago, I believe”
”You have been deceived, for I saw hio He is the Baron de Treiden”
It did not cost ry that he had had the impudence to try and dupe iven him six louis, for it would have been bad forainst adventurers, as I was one ht to have pardoned his lies as nearly all adventurers are lance at his diamond buckles, which were considered real at Grenoble, and I saw directly that they were counterfeits of a kind made in Venice, which imitate the facets of the diamonds in perfection, except to people who are experienced in diamonds
”You have diamond buckles,” said I ”Why don't you sell them?”
”It's the last piece of jewellery I possess out of all ave me, and I promised her never to part with them”