His Excellency [Son Exc. Eugène Rougon]Zola, Émile
History
His Excellency [Son Exc. Eugène Rougon]
Zola, Émile
France -- History -- Second Empire, 1852-1870 -- Fiction
Then he passed on. After taking a few steps, however, he stopped to
shake hands with a general, asking him after his son, whom he called
'my little friend Gaston.' Gaston was of the same age as the Prince
Imperial, but was already much more vigorous. The guests bowed as the
Emperor passed them. When he had got to the end of the line, M. de
Combelot presented to him one of the two academicians, who had come
to Court for the first time. The Emperor spoke of a recent work which
this writer had issued, and declared that certain passages of it had
afforded him the greatest pleasure.
By this time the Empress Eugénie had also entered the room, attended
by Madame de Llorentz. She was dressed very simply in a blue silk gown
with a tunic of white lace, and she advanced with slow steps, smiling
towards the ladies and graciously inclining her bare neck, from which
a diamond heart was suspended by a ribbon of blue velvet. The ladies
curtsied to her with much rustling and spreading of their skirts, from
which rose strong perfumes. Madame de Llorentz presented a young woman,
who seemed deeply moved; whereas Madame de Combelot put on an air of
affectionate familiarity.
When the sovereigns had reached the end of the double line, they
retraced their steps; the Emperor now turning towards the ladies, and
the Empress towards the men. There were some more presentations. No
one spoke; respectful embarrassment kept all the guests face to face
in silence. However, when the adjutant-general of the palace entered
to announce that dinner was served, the lines broke up, remarks were
exchanged _sotto voce_, and there came little bursts of cheery laughter.
'Ah! you don't want me any longer now!' said M. de Plouguern in
Clorinde's ear.
She smiled at him. She had kept in front of M. de Marsy in order to
compel him to offer her his arm, which he did with a gallant air. There
was some little confusion. The Emperor and Empress went out first,
followed by the guests who were to sit on their right and left. That
day two foreign diplomatists, a young American lady, and a minister's
wife had been selected for this honour. After these came the other
guests in such order as they chose, each gentleman giving his arm to
the lady he had been pleased to select. And thus the procession got
slowly under way.
The entry into the dining-hall was very pompous. Five cut-glass
chandeliers sparkled above the long table, illumining the silver
centre-pieces, which represented such hunting scenes as the starting of
the stag, the horns sounding the view-halloa, and the hounds seizing
the quarry. Silver plates were disposed round the edge of the cloth
like a border of glittering moons; and the silver warmers reflecting
the blaze of the candles, the glass with its quivering coruscations,
the fruit stands, and the bright pink flower vases, gave quite a
splendour to the Imperial table, a sheeny brilliance which filled the
whole huge room.
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