The Yellow Flag: A Novel. Volume 2 (of 3)Yates, Edmund
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The Yellow Flag: A Novel. Volume 2 (of 3)
Yates, Edmund
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She turned to Martin Gurwood, who, with his eyes still downcast, was
striding by her side, and said, 'I have been thinking over what you
told me, Monsieur Martin, and I do not remember ever to have heard a
sadder story. Ah, Monsieur Martin, it is lucky that it is into your
hands that this poor young woman has fallen--you whose life has been so
pure and blameless--'
'Madame Du Tertre,' he interrupted hurriedly, 'I must beg of you--'
'I repeat, Monsieur Martin, you whose life has been so pure and
blameless--have I not heard of it from your mother? have I not watched
it for some time myself?--can feel true Christian pity for this girl
so cruelly betrayed. You are right, too, in keeping the mere fact of
her existence secret from Madame Calverley. She would be furious, that
good lady, and not without cause. She would be furious; and when she is
furious she loses her head, and would bring trouble and scandal upon
the family. Do you know what I have been thinking about during our
walk, Monsieur Martin? I have been thinking that you will require my
assistance in this matter.'
'Your assistance, Madame Du Tertre?'
'Mine, Monsieur Martin. You who can see things so clearly will not
require to be told that I have great influence with Madame Calverley;
that influence shall be exercised in your behalf. I will enter into a
compact with you to help you in aiding this unhappy woman, of whom you
take so compassionate a view, by every means in my power, provided you
do not interfere with any plans of mine as regards your mother.'
'I--I must first know what those plans are before I can agree to your
proposition, madame,' said Martin, with hesitation.
'Are you in a position to make terms?' asked Pauline, with a
short, hard laugh. 'I do not know myself what those plans are at
present--nothing to hurt you or any one, you may be sure; but you see I
am in possession of your secret, and can work for or against you as I
choose. There, don't look so scared, Monsieur Martin; I meant no harm.
You will find me a trusty ally; a woman can do more in these cases than
any man, however well-intentioned; and we may perhaps keep the truth of
her real position from this poor creature for a time. And whenever it
must be told, you may depend upon it I should break it to her better
than you would.'
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