The International Monthly, Volume 4, No. 1, August, 1851Various
History
The International Monthly, Volume 4, No. 1, August, 1851
Various
Art, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Science -- History -- Periodicals
Yet young, immensely rich, volatile and handsome, it was probable that
the Duke would not look in vain for some one to console him for the
severity of his Duchess. Like many other persons in Paris, the Duke
lived _en garçon_ with two houses, two establishments, and, morally
speaking, two wives. His second wife was a celebrated _danseuse_ of
the Royal Academy of Music, Mlle. G., known as a very agreeably thin
woman, and arms rather larger than the true academic
proportions--which, however, enabled her to entwine her partner, with
an _undulous grace_ that highly excited the old _habitués_ of the
opera. The reign of Louis XVIII. was also emphatically the reign of
the _danseuses_. Princes, marshals, generals, and nobles, selected
their mistresses in the _seraglio_ of the opera. The reign of these
ladies was, however, almost _emphyteotic_, that is to say, permanent,
and often resulted in the consecration of illegitimate pleasures. MM.
de Lauraguais, de Conti, de Letoriers, and others, would have laughed
at this. The external life of the Duke was full of attention to the
Duchess, with whom he dined regularly. He never, however, breakfasted
at the embassy, nor was he there except at his regular receptions. The
pious people who had been so shocked at his marriage, took care to say
that the Duchess's conduct was the sole cause of her husband's
misbehavior. There was nothing, though, in the world to sustain this;
for no one had the slightest idea of the secret _liaison_ of
Monte-Leone and the embassadress. That was a transient affair, and the
shores of the _Lago di Como_ alone had been witnesses of it. Some
excuse, however, was indispensably necessary for him.
La Felina, as isolated as ever, then sat in a beautiful garden which
overlooked the _Champs Elysées_, on the morning we have described. Her
face was pale and wearied, and her eyes red from want of sleep. With
her head resting on her chest, she seemed a prey to the greatest
sorrow. Just then they came to tell her of the visit of Taddeo Rovero.
"At last," said she, gladly, "I will know all."
Taddeo was close behind the servant who had announced him. He could
not repress his surprise, when he saw how changed the Duchess was. The
latter saw it and said, "You did not expect, signor, to see an old and
ugly woman instead of her you once thought, so beautiful. I have,
however, suffered a great deal during the three months you have been
away. Without meaning to reproach you, let me say it is three months
since I saw you."
"Ah! Signora, to me you may assume any guise you please; for neither
my eyes, nor heart, distinguish any alteration."
"So much the better," said the Duchess with a smile, "for you are
perhaps the only person who think me as beautiful as once was. It is
something to be thought beautiful when we are not. What, though, is
come over you? Why have you been so long in Italy?"
"Alas! Signora, bad inducements took me from Paris and from yourself."
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