The Bath Keepers; Or, Paris in Those Days, v.2: (Novels of Paul de Kock Volume VIII)Kock, Paul de
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The Bath Keepers; Or, Paris in Those Days, v.2: (Novels of Paul de Kock Volume VIII)
Kock, Paul de
French fiction -- Translations into English
"The alliance was earnestly desired by the count's father, and I should
have complied with my father's last wishes. But Comte Léodgard would
have none of me for his companion; he scorned the projected union--and
all to marry a girl of the common people.--Monsieur le marquis, between
men there are insults that are never forgiven, and for which they swear
to wreak vengeance; do you think that among women one does not meet now
and then one of those proud natures which cannot endure an insult? Well,
I am such a woman. After I married you, my heart throbbed with joy when
I saw that the count, when I first met him in society, seemed to admire
my features and my figure, seemed, in short, to be enamored of my
person. Then, monsieur, instead of turning my eyes in disdain, as others
would have done perhaps in my place, I gave all my attention to him,
fastening my eyes upon his and trying to impart to them an expression of
languor, almost of tenderness; for at that party I said to myself: 'The
time has come to avenge myself on that man who refused to marry me; I
propose that he shall love me; I am determined to see him at my feet,
swearing everlasting love, imploring me to reciprocate, and cursing the
day when he refused my hand.'--That triumph I enjoyed, monsieur, on the
evening that the count was admitted to this house.--But that was not
enough; after pretending to be touched by his passion, I determined to
appoint a meeting with him in some solitary, out-of-the-way place; but,
I thought, he will not find me there; the man whose name I bear will go
to that rendezvous and will take it upon himself to make my vengeance
complete.--Well, monsieur le marquis, do you understand my conduct now?"
The marquis bent his knee before his wife and kissed her hand again and
again, saying:
"I admire you, madame; I am proud to be your husband!--Pray forgive me
for having misunderstood you for a moment. But if my jealousy was slow
to burst forth, it was because, in the bottom of my heart, I could not
believe in your treachery; it was because I remembered that you chose to
become my wife of your own free will, without any constraint; and
because I thought that you could not have assumed, solely to dishonor
it, the name that is now yours.--Here, madame--take this note, send it
by your maid, who is entirely at liberty now to leave the house. As for
the rest, rely upon me to conclude this affair, and to punish the
reckless man who, after being insane enough to spurn an alliance with
you, dares now to address his solicitations to the wife of the Marquis
de Santoval! I am well aware that Monsieur le Cardinal de Richelieu has
forbidden duelling, that he punishes it very severely, in fact; but
have no fear--it will all be between ourselves."
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