France -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction; Women -- France -- Fiction
"Oh! the craft of women! You know very well that it would be none of
those people. Come, Ralph, tell madame the name she has on the tip of
her tongue but doesn't choose to pronounce herself."
"You need not go through so much preparation to announce a visit from
Monsieur de Ramière," said Sir Ralph, tranquilly, as he threw away his
cigar; "I suppose that it's a matter of perfect indifference to her."
Madame Delmare felt the blood rush to her cheeks; she made a pretence of
looking for something in the salon, then returned to the window with as
calm a manner as she could command.
"I fancy that this is a jest," she said, trembling in every limb.
"On the contrary I am perfectly serious; you will see him here at eleven
o'clock to-morrow."
"What! the man who stole into your premises to obtain unfair possession
of your invention, and whom you almost killed as a criminal! You must
both be very pacific to forget such grievances!"
"You set me the example, dearest, by receiving him very graciously at
your aunt's, where he called on you."
Indiana turned pale.
"I do not by any means appropriate that call," she said earnestly, "and
I am so little flattered by it that, if I were in your place, I would
not receive him."
"You women are all false and cunning just for the pleasure of being so.
You danced with him during one whole ball, I was told."
"You were misinformed."
"Why, it was your aunt herself who told me! However, you need not defend
yourself so warmly; I have no fault to find, as your aunt desired and
assisted to bring about this reconciliation between us. Monsieur de
Ramière has been seeking it for a long while. He has rendered me some
very valuable services with respect to my business, and he has done it
without ostentation and almost without my knowledge; so, as I am not so
savage as you say, and also as I do not choose to be under obligations
to a stranger, I determined to make myself square with him."
"How so?"
"By making a friend of him; by going to Cercy this morning with Sir
Ralph. We found his mother there, who seems a delightful woman; and the
house is furnished with refinement and comfort, but without ostentation
and without a trace of the pride that attaches to venerable names. After
all, this Ramière's a good fellow, and I have invited him to come and
breakfast with us and inspect the factory. I hear favorable accounts of
his brother, and I have made sure that he cannot injure me by adopting
the same methods that I use; so I prefer that that family should profit
by them rather than any other. You see no secrets are kept very long,
and mine will soon be like a stage secret if progress in manufacturing
continues at the present rate."
"For my part," said Sir Ralph, "I have always disapproved of this
secrecy, as you know; a good citizen's discovery belongs to his country
as much as to himself, and if I----"
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