"There!" cried he. "God be praised, you will never see that viper again!
She has called for her carriage; she is going off furious, but with no
poison in her fangs. I can answer for that. Mother, my poor mother, how
you have been deceived. I can appreciate your suffering. And you would
n't say a word, not even to me, who could in a breath--But I have
confessed her, this odious woman, who would have brought despair into my
household, if Diana were not an angel from heaven, against whom the
Powers of Darkness will never prevail. Well, mother, be a little vexed
with us all; it will do you good. Madame d'Arglade saw,--did she
not?--with her own two eyes, saw Mlle de Saint-Geneix leaning on my arm
and crossing the lawn of Séval at daybreak! She saw me speak to her
affectionately and shake hands with her? Well, she didn't see the whole,
for I kissed her hands one after the other, and what she did n't
overhear I'm going to tell you, for I remember as well as if it happened
yesterday,--I was excited enough for that. I said to her, 'My brother
has been at the point of death to-night, and you have saved him. Pity
him, still keep him under your care, help me to hide his illness from
our mother, and, thanks to you, he will not die.' That is what I said, I
swear it before Heaven, and this is what had taken place."
The Duke recounted the whole, and, going into the matter more thoroughly
still, even confessed his false notions about Caroline and his fruitless
manœuvring which she had not even perceived. He described the outburst
of jealousy against him on the part of the Marquis; their disagreement
for one hour; their passionate reconciliation; the confession of the
one, the solemn oaths of the other; the discovery he made at that moment
of his brother's alarming condition; his own imprudence in leaving him,
thinking him asleep and comfortable; the broken window-pane, the cries
Caroline overheard; and Caroline herself rushing to his aid, reviving
the sick man, staying beside him, devoting herself from that time onward
to caring for him, amusing him, and aiding him in his work.
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