The Parisians — CompleteLytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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The Parisians — Complete
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
English fiction -- 19th century; Paris (France) -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
“My dear Lemercier, of course I should not have intruded on you at this
hour on a mere visit of ceremony. I called to say that the Mademoiselle
Duval whose address you sent me is not the right one,--not the lady
whom, knowing your wide range of acquaintance, I asked you to aid me in
finding out.”
“Not the right Duval? Diable! she answered your description, exactly.”
“Not at all.”
“You said she was very pretty and young,--under twenty.”
“You forgot that I said she deserved that description twenty-one years
ago.”
“Ah, so you did; but some ladies are always young. ‘Age,’ says a wit
in the ‘Figaro,’ ‘tis a river which the women compel to reascend to its
source when it has flowed onward more than twenty years.’ Never mind:
‘soyez tranquille;’ I will find your Duval yet if she is to be found.
But why could not the friend who commissioned you to inquire choose
a name less common? Duval! every street in Paris has a shop-door over
which is inscribed the name of Duval.”
“Quite true, there is the difficulty; however, my dear Lemercier,
pray continue to look out for a Louise Duval who was young and pretty
twenty-one years ago: this search ought to interest me more than that
which I entrusted to you tonight, respecting the pearly-robed lady;
for in the last I but gratify my own whim, in the first I discharge a
promise to a friend. You, so perfect a Frenchman, know the difference;
honour is engaged to the first. Be sure you let me know if you find
any other Madame or Mademoiselle Duval; and of course you remember
your promise not to mention to any one the commission of inquiry you
so kindly undertake. I congratulate you on your friendship for M. de
Rochebriant. What a noble countenance and manner!”
Lemercier returned to the Marquis. “Such a pity you can’t dine with us
to-morrow. I fear you made but a poor dinner to-day. But it is always
better to arrange the menu beforehand. I will send to Philippe’s
tomorrow. Do not be afraid.”
The Marquis paused a moment, and on his young face a proud struggle was
visible. At last he said, bluntly and manfully,
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