The Huguenot: A Tale of the French Protestants. Volumes I-IIIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Huguenot: A Tale of the French Protestants. Volumes I-III
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Huguenots -- Fiction
"She loves me more than you know," said the Chevalier quietly; and
turning on his heel he went to join a gay party on the opposite side
of the room, and perversely paid devoted attention to a fair lady whom
he cared nothing about, and to whom the morals of any other court
would have required him to pay no attentions but those of ordinary
civility.
CHAPTER VII.
THE GROWTH OF LOVE.
The entertainment was kept up late; many of the guests scarcely
departed before daylight; those who were invited to remain the night
at the governor's house, retired when they thought fit; and every one
acknowledged that this was the most splendid and the most agreeable
fête that had been given in Poitiers for many years. What were the
feelings, however, of the Count de Morseiul as, at an hour certainly
not later than one in the morning, he sought his own apartments? We
must not afford those feelings much space; and we will only record
what he saw before he left the hall, leaving the mind of the reader to
supply the rest.
On leading back Clémence de Marly to her seat, he had entered into
conversation for a moment with some persons whom he knew; and when he
turned towards her again, he saw not only that she was surrounded by
almost all those who had been about her before, but that a number of
young cavaliers freshly arrived had swelled her train, and that her
demeanour was precisely the same as that which had, at his first
entrance, removed her from the high place in which his imagination had
enthroned her. Every flattery seemed to be received as merely her
due--every attention but as a tribute that she had a right to command.
On some of her slaves she smiled more graciously than on others, but
certainly was not without giving that encouragement to many which may
be afforded by saucy harshness as much as by attention and
condescension. She did not, indeed, dance frequently[1]; that was a
favour reserved for few; but the whole of the rest of her conduct
displeased Albert of Morseiul; and he was grieved--very much
grieved--to feel that it had power to give him pain.
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[Footnote 1: On many occasions each lady remained with her first
partner during the whole of a ball night; but this was not
invariable.]
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Under these circumstances, then, he resolved to witness it no more,
and retired to his own apartments, determined, as far as possible, to
conquer his own feelings while they were yet to be conquered, and to
rule his heart so long as it was his own to rule.
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