The Marquis danced with the bride and also with Mlle de Dunières, in
order that he might afterwards dance with Mlle de Saint-Geneix. Caroline
was so astonished at this that she could not help saying to him in a low
voice, and with a smile, "How is this? After having stood by each other
through the establishment of allodial rule and the enfranchisement of
the lower classes, now we are going to dance a contra-dance!"
"Yes," he replied, quickly, "and this will go much better, for I shall
feel your hand in mine."
It was the first time the Marquis had openly shown Caroline an emotion
in which the senses had any part. Now she was sensible of his trembling
hand and his eager eyes. She was frightened; but reminded herself that
he had seemed to be in love with her once before and had triumphed over
the ill-advised thought. With a man so pure and of such high morality
ought she to feel afraid, even if he did forget himself for an instant!
And besides, had she not herself experienced this vague intoxication of
love even when her will was strong enough to subdue it at once! She
could not help being aware of her own extraordinary beauty, for every
eye told her of it. She eclipsed the bride herself in her diamonds, with
her seventeen years, and her fine smile of fond triumph. The dowagers
said to the Duchess de Dunières, "That poor orphan you have there is
too pretty: it is disquieting!" The sons of the Duchess herself, young
men of dignity and great promise, looked at Mlle de Saint-Geneix in a
way that justified the apprehensions of these experienced matrons. The
Duke, touched by seeing that his generous wife had not thought of
harboring the slightest jealous suspicion, and also appreciating
Caroline's considerate attitude toward him, showed her especial
attention. The Marchioness, not to spoil this delightful day, made a
point of treating her more maternally than ever, and of dispelling every
shadow of servitude. In short, she was in one of those moments of life,
when, in spite of fortune's caprices, the power which intelligence,
honor, and beauty naturally exert seem to reclaim its rights and to
reconquer its place in the world.
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