Napoleonic Wars, 1800-1815 -- Fiction; War stories
She fell silent with downcast eyes, then she added: "It was very
characteristic of him." Cosmo was mainly struck by the fact that he knew
so little of her, that this was the first intimation he had of the
Montevessos being childless. He had never asked himself the question
before, but this positive if indirect statement was agreeable to him.
"I did not make any other arrangements," began Madame de Montevesso with
a slightly ironic intonation. "I was only too thankful to be left alone.
At the time the Russian campaign began I paid my annual visit to
Monsieur de Montevesso. Except for the usual entertainments to local
people I was alone with Count Helion, and as usual when we were quite
alone he behaved in a tolerable way. There was nobody and nothing that
could arouse his jealousy and the dormant hatred he nurses for me deep
down in his heart. We had only the slight discussion, at the end of
which he admitted, gnashing his teeth, that he had nothing to reproach
me with except that I was what I was. I told him I could not help it and
that as things were he ought rather to congratulate himself on that
fact. He gave me only a black look. He can restrain himself wonderfully
when he likes. Upon the whole I had a quiet time. I played and sang to
myself, I read a little, I took long walks, I rode almost every day,
attended by Bernard. That wasn't so agreeable. You remember Bernard?"
Cosmo nodded.
"For years he had been a very devoted and faithful servant to us but I
suppose he, too, like so many of his betters, fell under the spell of
Monsieur de Montevesso's wealth. When my parents rejoined me in France
he had his wish at last and married Aglae, my mulatto maid. He was quite
infatuated with her and now he makes her terribly wretched. She is
really devoted to me, and there cannot be any doubt that Bernard has
been bribed by my husband to play the part of a spy. It seems incredible
but I have had it from the Count in so many words. Bernard let himself
be corrupted years ago, when M. de Montevesso first sent me back to my
parents in a rage and next day was nearly out of his mind with agony at
having done so. Yes, it dates as far back as that. That man so faithful
to us in our misfortunes allowed himself to be bought with the greatest
ease. Everybody, from the highest to the lowest, was in a conspiracy
against a poor girl whose only sin was her perfect frankness. When
Bernard came over to France with my parents I was already aware of this,
but Aglae wanted to marry him and so I said nothing. She probably would
not have believed me then."
"And could you bear that wretch near you all those years?" exclaimed
Cosmo, full of indignation. She smiled sadly. She had borne the
disclosure and had kept the secret of greater infamies. She had all her
illusions about rectitude destroyed so early that it did not matter to
her now what she knew of the people about her.
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