Volume Ii Part 40 (2/2)
”She demands nothing; in this matter I simply follow my own inclinations; but I will call to see you--I promise.”
”I told my husband to write to Freluchon. I am going to give very soon a grand dinner party and ball; I propose to dazzle all the good people of this region, which, by the way, is not very difficult. I love to believe that Monsieur Freluchon will be one of us; I shall have also a few devotees of lansquenet and baccarat--fine players. They will come from Paris, by the way; for here they don't play to lose or win more than fifteen sous!--it's pitiful! I, you know, have always liked to play for high stakes, and thank heaven! I am able now to gratify all my tastes.
Adieu, monsieur l'amoureux, monsieur l'ermite. I shall send you an invitation to my ball, and if you will condescend to spare us an hour, we shall be most grateful.”
And Thelenie, with a friendly nod to Edmond, walked away.
”Decidedly, I was foolish to be alarmed,” he said to himself, as he bent his steps toward Agathe's abode; ”Thelenie no longer thinks of me; she is rich, she has reached the position to which she aspired--what more can she want?--Besides, do such women ever know real love? She thinks of nothing but making a sensation and playing the _grande dame_. She kept her eyes fixed on Agathe a long while; but that was because she did not expect to find such perfect beauty here. That she may have felt some vexation, I can understand. Thelenie is not accustomed to having anyone dispute the sceptre of beauty with her; and I'll wager that that was her only reason for not including those two ladies among her guests. She doesn't propose to have a woman at her parties who is prettier than herself.”
On her side Madame de Belleville went away from the interview well pleased with herself, and thinking that she would attain her object much more surely by banis.h.i.+ng all suspicion from Edmond's mind.
She had taken a path that skirted a thinly settled part of the village, to shorten the distance to her house. This path was quite narrow and lined with wild blackberry bushes. A small boy was busily engaged looking for blackberries where the bushes were densest, heedless of the risk of tearing his clothes, which were already in a wretched state.
When he caught sight of Thelenie, he cried:
”Aha! she ain't on horseback to-day! that woman won't ride me down again!”
Thelenie heard these words and recognized the urchin to whom she had administered divers blows with her crop. She stopped in front of him, gazing at him with a stern expression; but little Emile sustained her glance without lowering his eyes for an instant.
”Ah! it's you, is it, little good-for-nothing! Are you going to throw stones at me to-day?”
”I say! you ain't on horseback!”
”And if I were, would you throw stones at my horse again, to frighten him and make him rear? You would have been very glad if I had fallen, wouldn't you?”
”It would have made me laugh.”
”What a little rascal! What is your name?”
”I dunno.”
”You don't know your name?”
”I won't tell you.”
”And your parents--what are their names? what is their business? where do they live?”
”Catch me telling you, so you can go and complain and get me a scolding!
I ain't such a fool!”
Thelenie examined the little fellow and could not help admiring the beauty of his eyes, whose bold and mocking expression gave strong indications of an extremely self-willed nature.
”You won't tell me your name?”
”I ain't got any.”
”And the dog that came to your a.s.sistance the other day--he is yours, of course?”
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