After a half-hour's visit, Lord Falmouth took leave of Hélène, who,
without rising, returned his bow in the most affable manner. Frank rang
the bell, accompanied Lord Falmouth as far as the door, and bowed to
him. I hid myself when Lord Falmouth came out, and until he had entered
his carriage, then I returned to the window.
Frank and Hélène were no longer in the salon; they had both gone to
look on their child, and I saw them smiling, as they stood besides its
cradle, and gazed on it with loving eyes, as though they wished to
bestow on the angelic little creature the unexpected good fortune which
had come to them.
For one last time I looked towards the house with grief in my heart, and
then silently bidding farewell to Hélène, I hastened away.
On returning home I waited for Lord Falmouth impatiently, for I wished
to know the impression Hélène and Frank had made on him. He was soon
announced.
"Do you know," said he to me on entering, "that your cousin is a _très
grande dame?_ that it would be impossible to find more grace or more
distinction? that she converses most agreeably, and that I can easily
conceive your anger with your lawyers for causing you to gain a suit
that could bring distress to such a charming woman?
"And what about Frank?" I asked him.
"Our great painter? Before the year is out that man will have risen to
his proper level. I am sure of it; and his position will be a fine one.
I predict this more from his conversation than from his admirable
picture, though we talked but little, after all; but in some of the
sketches he showed me, and in some beautiful ideas that he developed
very simply and naturally, I beheld veritable ingots of the purest and
finest gold, which only awaited the stamp of the mint to become more
valuable and splendid still. And with all this, everything in their
simple home is in such good form and breathes such an air of native
elegance that it is quite touching to see these two beautiful young
people, so reserved, so noble, and so dignified in their poverty. I
thank you for the sweetest impression I have felt for these many years.
Your errand is done, the pictures are yours, our Frank is going to set
to work on the drawings; as to the price, he is to draw on my banker at
sight. I also ordered two pictures for myself, for he rekindled in me
the love of art, and I am going to send two or three eminent
connoisseurs to see him, who will know how to help him, so that you will
see him in six months earning all the money he wants, and then he will
lose the only thing that spoils him, which is the proud reserve of his
manner; for fortune expands great minds, whereas it shrivels up narrow
ones, until they are all that is sublimely ridiculous and insolent."
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