Americans -- France -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Married people -- Fiction
“Come and see me to-morrow at the Hotel de l’Empire,” she answered,
“and I’ll tell you all about her.” The force of this offer in making
him punctual at the Hotel de l’Empire Longmore doubtless never exactly
measured; and it was perhaps well he was vague, for he found his friend,
who was on the point of leaving Paris, so distracted by procrastinating
milliners and perjured lingeres that coherence had quite deserted her.
“You must find Saint-Germain dreadfully dull,” she nevertheless had the
presence of mind to say as he was going. “Why won’t you come with me to
London?”
“Introduce me to Madame de Mauves,” he answered, “and Saint-Germain will
quite satisfy me.” All he had learned was the lady’s name and residence.
“Ah she, poor woman, won’t make your affair a carnival. She’s very
unhappy,” said Mrs. Draper.
Longmore’s further enquiries were arrested by the arrival of a young
lady with a bandbox; but he went away with the promise of a note of
introduction, to be immediately dispatched to him at Saint-Germain.
He then waited a week, but the note never came, and he felt how little
it was for Mrs. Draper to complain of engagements unperformed. He
lounged on the terrace and walked in the forest, studied suburban street
life and made a languid attempt to investigate the records of the court
of the exiled Stuarts; but he spent most of his time in wondering where
Madame de Mauves lived and whether she ever walked on the terrace.
Sometimes, he was at last able to recognise; for one afternoon toward
dusk he made her out from a distance, arrested there alone and leaning
against the low wall. In his momentary hesitation to approach her there
was almost a shade of trepidation, but his curiosity was not chilled by
such a measure of the effect of a quarter of an hour’s acquaintance. She
at once recovered their connexion, on his drawing near, and showed
it with the frankness of a person unprovided with a great choice of
contacts. Her dress, her expression, were the same as before; her charm
came out like that of fine music on a second hearing. She soon made
conversation easy by asking him for news of Mrs. Draper. Longmore told
her that he was daily expecting news and after a pause mentioned the
promised note of introduction.
“It seems less necessary now,” he said--“for me at least. But for you--I
should have liked you to know the good things our friend would probably
have been able to say about me.”
“If it arrives at last,” she answered, “you must come and see me and
bring it. If it doesn’t you must come without it.”
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