The Heart of Denise, and Other TalesLevett Yeats, S. (Sidney)
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The Heart of Denise, and Other Tales
Levett Yeats, S. (Sidney)
Fiction; Short stories
At last the time came when I placed a hand as cold as stone in that of
my husband, and the words were spoken which made us man and wife. When
it was all over, and we had turned to bow to the King, de Clermont
stepped forward and clasped a jewelled collar round my neck, saying in
a loud voice, "In the King's name," and then, aided by the dim light,
and with unexampled daring, he swiftly snatched away one of my gloves,
which I held in my hand, with a whisper of "This for me."
Henri spoke a few jesting words, and then rising, left the chapel
abruptly, followed by de Clermont; but those who remained, came round
us with congratulations that sounded idle and hollow to me. It was
then that I noticed for the first time that Catherine was not present,
although I saw Queen Margot, and Madame de Canillac there. The
marshal, however, cut the buzz of voices short.
"The horses are ready, de Lorgnac, and, as arranged, you start
to-night. And now, my good niece, adieu, and good fortune be with you
and your husband."
With that he bent, and touching my forehead with his stiff moustache,
stepped back a pace to let us pass.
As I walked by my husband's side, dazed and giddy, with a humming in
my ears, there came back to me with a swift and insistent force, the
words of the vows, which, if I had not spoken, I had given a tacit
assent to. They were none the less binding on this account. Two of
them I could not keep. One cannot control one's soul, and I felt that
in this respect my life would be henceforth a living lie; but one I
thought I might observe, and that was the oath to obey; yet even in
the short passage leading from the oratory to the entrance to the
chapel, my heart flamed up in rebellion, and, with a sudden movement,
I withdrew my hand from my husband's arm, and biting my lips till the
blood came, forced myself to keep by his side. He made no effort to
restrain me, spoke never a word, until we came to the door where the
horses were waiting, with half-a-dozen armed and mounted men. Here de
Lorgnac turned to me, saying, almost in a whisper, "May I help you to
mount?"
I made a movement of my hand in the negative, and he stepped back; but
the animal was restive, and at last I was forced to accept his aid. As
we passed out of the gateway, riding side by side, I spoke for the
first time.
"May I ask where you are going to take me, Monsieur de Lorgnac?"
He answered, speaking as before, in low tones, "I thought you
knew--you should have been told. We go first to the house of Madame de
Termes."
Like lightning it came to me that the man was afraid of me. I cannot
say how I knew it. I felt it, and made up my mind to use my advantage,
with a vengeful joy at being able to make my bear dance to my tune. I
therefore broke in upon his speech.
"Enough, monsieur! I should not have asked the question. It is a
wife's duty to obey without inquiry."
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