Country life -- Fiction; France -- Fiction; Love stories
"Thérence," I said taking her very kindly by the hand and making her
sit down again, "either you were born without a sense of justice or
you have some reason for hating Brulette. If so, tell me what it is;
for it is possible I could clear her of the blame you put upon her."
"No, you can't clear her, for I know her," cried Thérence, no longer
controlling herself. "Don't think that I know nothing about her! I
have thought enough and questioned Joseph and my brother enough to be
able to judge her conduct and to know what an ungrateful heart and
deceitful nature hers is. She is a flirt, that's what she is, your
compatriot! and all honest girls ought to hate her."
"That's a hard thing to say," I replied, without seeming troubled.
"What do you base it on?"
"Doesn't she know," cried Thérence, "that here are three young men in
love with her? and she is tricking all of them,--Joseph, who is dying
of it; my brother, who is now avoiding her; and you, who are trying
to cure yourself. Do you mean to tell me that she does not know all
this; or that she has the slightest preference for any one of you?
No; she has no preference for any one; she pities Joseph, she esteems
my brother, and she does not love you. Your pangs amuse her, and as
she has fifty other lovers in her own village, she pretends she lives
for all and not for one. Well, I don't care for you, Tiennet, for I
don't know you; but as for my brother, who is so often obliged to be
away from us, and goes away now to escape her when he might really
stay at home; and as for poor Joseph, who is ill and partly crazy for
her--Ah! your Brulette is a guilty creature towards both, and ought
to blush for not being able to say a tender word to either of them."
Just then Brulette, who overheard her, came forward. Though quite
unaccustomed to be spoken of in that way, she was doubtless
well-pleased to know the motive of Huriel's absence, and she seated
herself by Thérence and took her hand with a serious air which was
half pity and half reproach. Thérence was a little pacified, and
said, in a gentler tone:--
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