During this conversation, two or three times my eyes met those of Madame
de Fersen, who, each time she perceived I was looking at her, quickly
turned her gaze.
M. de Sérigny watched Madame de V---- all the time and seemed on
thorns.
A woman came up; Madame de Fersen took her arm and went into the salon.
The minister was doubtless coming towards us when he was arrested by
Baron ----, who, according to Pommerive, accumulated his daughters'
dowries from the appropriation for entertainments.
I do not know if the subject of his talk with M. de Sérigny was very
important, but I have my doubts as to the attention given him by the
minister, so engaged was he in watching Madame de V----.
"Well," said I to my companion, "it is then true? Those charming hands
hold the fate of Europe? The reign of female sovereigns and of enslaved
ministers is returning? How delightful! It looks as rococo as possible
and seems very pretty. See now, for instance, at this very moment you
are entangling wildly the destinies of the grand duchy of ----, for the
_chargé d'affaires_ of that poor little court seems to me to have
exhausted all his arguments, and you look as if he had spoken Greek."
"Let us for once exhaust this miserable subject of conversation," said
Madame de V---- with vivacity, "never to return to it. Yes, M. de
Sérigny pays furious court to me, and I do not reject his attentions. I
am even very coquettish with him, because it amuses me to tyrannise over
a man in so high a position; and then, as they attribute to me as much
influence over him as they attribute to him worship of me, you can have
no idea of the snares laid for me by the _corps diplomatique_ to make me
talk. For my own amusement, I make quite innocently the most absurd half
confidences, but you can well see that all this can hardly afford
amusement to a boarding-school miss. This is my confession; grant me
plenary absolution, at least out of pity, for M. de Sérigny is a
wearisome sin. And now, in your turn, tell me of your travels, your
adventures, your love affairs, and I will see if I can grant you
absolution."
"To speak in your own language, I will confess, in the first place, that
my greatest sin is being still in love with you."
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