His Excellency [Son Exc. Eugène Rougon]Zola, Émile
History
His Excellency [Son Exc. Eugène Rougon]
Zola, Émile
France -- History -- Second Empire, 1852-1870 -- Fiction
The Empress had given orders that Clorinde should be asked to come
and have some tea as soon as she returned. And all at once there was
a chorus of exclamations. The young woman appeared on the threshold,
with a flushed, smiling, radiant face. She thanked her Majesty for
the concern which she showed about her, and then calmly continued: 'I
am so sorry. You really shouldn't have made yourselves uneasy. I made
a bet with Monsieur de Marsy that I would be in at the death before
he was. And so I should if it hadn't been for that provoking horse
of mine.' Then she added gaily: 'Well, we neither of us lost, after
all.' However, they made her tell them her adventure in detail, which
she did, without the least sign of confusion. After a mad gallop of
ten minutes or so, her horse had fallen, she said, but she herself
had sustained no hurt. Then, as she was trembling a little from the
excitement, M. de Marsy had taken her for a moment into a shed.
'Ah, we guessed that!' exclaimed M. La Rouquette. 'You said a shed,
didn't you? I myself mentioned a pavilion.'
'It must have been a very uncomfortable place,' said M. de Plouguern
mischievously.
Clorinde, without ceasing to smile, replied slowly: 'Oh, dear no, I
assure you. There was some straw, and I sat down. It was a big shed
full of spiders' webs. It was growing dark, too. Oh! it was very
droll.' Then, looking in Madame de Llorentz's face, and speaking with
still more deliberation, she added: 'Monsieur de Marsy was extremely
kind to me.'
While Clorinde had been narrating this story, Madame de Llorentz had
kept two fingers closely pressed to her lips, and on hearing the
conclusion she shut her eyes as if dazed by anger. She remained thus
for another minute; and then, feeling that she could contain herself
no further, she left the room. M. de Plouguern, curious as to her
intentions, slipped away after her. As for Clorinde, when she saw
Madame de Llorentz disappear, an involuntary expression of victory
appeared upon her face.
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