Napoleonic Wars, 1800-1815 -- Fiction; War stories
"Ah," said Lady William with a particular intonation which made Cosmo
wonder what he could have said to provoke scepticism. But Lady William
was asking herself how it was that this young Englishman seemed to be
familiar with the freakish girl who was an object of many surmises in
Genoa, and whose company, it was understood, Count Helion of Montevesso
had imposed upon his wife. Meantime Cosmo, with the eyes of all the
women concentrated upon him with complete frankness, began to feel
uncomfortable. Lady William noticed it and out of pure kindness spoke to
him again.
"If I understood rightly you have known Madame de Montevesso from
childhood."
"I can't call myself really a childhood's friend. I was so much away
from home," explained Cosmo. "But she lived for some years in my
parents' house and everybody loved her there; my mother, my father, my
sister--and it seems to me, looking back now, that I too must have loved
her at that time; though we very seldom exchanged more than a few words
in the course of the day."
He spoke with feeling and glanced in the direction of the group near the
console where the head of Adèle appeared radiant under the sparkling
crystals of the lustre. Lady William, bending sideways a little, leaned
her cheek against her hand in a listening attitude. Cosmo felt that he
was expected to go on speaking, but it seemed to him that he had nothing
more to say. He fell back upon a general remark.
"I think boys are very stupid creatures. However, I wasn't so stupid as
not to feel that Adèle d'Armand was very intelligent and quite
different from us all. Her very gentleness set her apart. Moreover,
Henrietta and I were younger. To my sister and myself she seemed almost
grown up. A couple of years makes a very great difference at that age.
Soon after she went away we children heard that she was married. She
seemed lost to us then. Presently she went back to France, and once
there she was lost indeed. When one looked towards France in those days
it seems to me there was nothing to be seen but Napoleon. And then her
marriage, too. A Countess de Montevesso didn't mean anything to us. I
came here expecting to see a stranger."
Cosmo checked himself. It was impossible to say whether Lady William had
heard him, or even whether she had been listening at all, but she asked:
"You never met Count Helion?"
"I haven't the slightest idea of the man. He is not in this room, is he?
What is he like?"
Lady William looked amused for a moment at the artless curiosity of the
Countess de Montevesso's young friend; but it was in an indifferent tone
that she said:
"Count Helion is a man of immense wealth which he amassed in India
somewhere. He is much older than his wife. More than twice her age."
Cosmo showed his surprise, and Lady William continued smoothly: "Of
course all the world knows that Adèle has been a model wife."
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