France -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction; Women -- France -- Fiction
This resistance rearoused his determination and Noun's image vanished
from the dismal hangings, which, at the beginning, had congealed his
blood with terror. Soon he saw nothing but Madame Delmare's slender
form. In the salon he sat at her embroidery frame, examined the flowers
she was making--talking all the while and feigning deep
interest--handled all the silks, inhaled the perfume her tiny fingers
had left upon them. He had seen the same piece of work before, in
Indiana's bedroom; then it was hardly begun, now it was covered with
flowers that had bloomed beneath the breath of fever, watered by her
daily tears. Raymon felt the tears coming to his own eyes, and, by
virtue of some unexplained sympathy, sadly raising his eyes to the
horizon, at which Indiana was in the habit of gazing in melancholy mood,
he saw in the distance the white walls of Cercy standing out against a
background of dark hills.
The colonel's voice roused him with a start.
"Well, my excellent neighbor," he said, "it is time for me to pay my
debt to you and keep my promises. The factory is in full swing and the
hands are all at work. Here are paper and pencils, so that you can take
notes."
Raymon followed the colonel, inspected the factory with an eager,
interested air, made comments which proved that chemistry and mechanics
were equally familiar to him, listened with incredible patience to
Monsieur Delmare's endless dissertations, coincided with some of his
ideas, combated some others, and in every respect so conducted himself
as to persuade his guide that he took an absorbing interest in these
things, whereas he was hardly thinking of them and all his thoughts were
directed toward Madame Delmare.
It was a fact that he was familiar with every branch of knowledge, that
no invention was without interest for him; moreover he was forwarding
the interests of his brother, who had really embarked his whole fortune
in a similar enterprise, although of much greater extent. Monsieur
Delmare's technical knowledge, his only claim to superiority, pointed
out to him at that moment the best method of taking advantage of this
interview.
Sir Ralph, who was a poor business man but a very shrewd politician,
suggested during the inspection of the factory some economical
considerations of considerable importance. The workmen, being anxious to
display their skill to an expert, surpassed themselves in deftness and
activity. Raymon looked at everything, heard everything, answered
everything, and thought of nothing but the love affair that brought him
to that place.
When they had exhausted the subject of machinery the discussion fell
upon the volume and force of the stream. They went out and climbed upon
the dam, bidding the overseer raise the gates and mark the different
depths.
"Monsieur," said the man, addressing Monsieur Delmare, who fixed the
maximum at fifteen feet, "I beg pardon, but we had it seventeen once
this year."
"When was that? You are mistaken," said the colonel.
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