Part 2 (1/2)
”I wonder what you hed Philippe ”For no one ever knows” And then, his glance straying across the terrace settled upon a carriage that was drawn up before the door of the chateau It was a vehicle such as was often to be seen in the streets of a great city, but rarely in the country It was a beautifully sprung two-horse cabriolet of walnut, with a varnish upon it like a sheet of glass and little pastoral scenes exquisitely painted on the panels of the door It was built to carry two persons, with a box in front for the coachman, and a stand behind for the footman This stand was eed now froe of M
de Vilold livery of the Marquis de La Tour d'Azyr
”Why!” he exclaimed ”Is it M de La Tour d'Azyr who is with your uncle?”
”It is, monsieur,” said she, a world of mystery in voice and eyes, of which M de Vil
”Ah, pardon!” he bowed low, hat in hand ”Serviteur, mademoiselle,” and he turned to depart towards the house
”Shall I come with you, Philippe?” Andre-Louis called after hiallant to assulance at mademoiselle ”Nor do I think it would serve
If you ait”
M de Vilmorin strode off Madely ”Nohere is he going in such a hurry?”
”To see M de La Tour d'Azyr as well as your uncle, I should say”
”But he cannot They cannot see hied? You don't ask me why, Andre” There was an archthat may have been elation or amusement, or perhaps both Andre-Louis could not detererness to tell, why should I ask?” quoth he
”If you are caustic I shall not tell you even if you ask Oh, yes, I will It will teach you to treat me with the respect that is my due”
”I hope I shall never fail in that”
”Less than ever when you learn that I am very closely concerned in the visit of M de La Tour d'Azyr I am the object of this visit” And she looked at hihter
”The rest, you would seem to imply, is obvious But I am a dolt, if you please; for it is not obvious to e”
”Good God!” said Andre-Louis, and stared at her, chapfallen
She drew back from him a little with a frown and an upward tilt of her chin ”It surprises you?”
”It disgusts me,” said he, bluntly ”In fact, I don't believe it You are a yourself with me”
For a moment she put aside her visible annoyance to remove his doubts
”I am quite serious,fro the visit and its object I will not say that it did not surprise us a little”
”Oh, I see,” cried Andre-Louis, in relief ”I understand For a moment I had aled
”Why do you stop? You had almost feared that Versailles had been wasted upon me That I should permit the court-shi+p of e wench It was stupid of you I aht in proper form, at my uncle's hands”
”Is his consent, then, all thatto Versailles?”