Caroline ventured to make a few general objections, which the Marchioness quickly repulsed7. "Should not," she asked, "the sons of great families lead those of all other classes of society? This is a religion which you ought to have,—you, who are of good family. You ought to understand that gentlefolks have demands upon them—demands legitimate9 or, perhaps, obligatory10—for a very large liberality, and that the higher the position these persons hold, the more it is required of them to possess a fortune on a level with their natural elevation11. I suffer bitterly, I assure you, when I see the Marquis settling accounts himself with his farmers, busying himself about certain inevitable12 wastings, and even, if necessary, descending13 to the details of my kitchen. To one knowing our distress14, it seems admirable in him to be tormenting15 himself thus that I may want for nothing; but with those who have no correct idea of this, we must certainly pass for misers16, and so fall to the level of the lower classes!"
"Since you suffer so much," said Caroline, "from what I have considered an easy life, a very honorable one, and even a very noble one, God grant that this marriage may succeed, for you would have to renew your store of courage in case of any obstacle. Nevertheless, if I may be permitted to have an opinion—"
"One should always have opinions. Speak, my dear child."
"Well, then, I should say that it would be safest and wisest to accept the present state of affairs as quite endurable, without, on that account, giving up the marriage in question."
"And what signify disappointments, my poor little one? You fear that I shall have them? They do not kill, and hopes give us life. But why do you doubt the fulfilment of mine?"
"O, I do not doubt it," replied Caroline; "why should I have any doubts, if Mlle de Xaintrailles is as perfect as she is said to be?"
"She is perfect, as you can very well see, since she decides in favor of personal merit, contenting herself with her own wealth."
"That does not seem to me very difficult," thought Caroline; but she was not inclined to make any audible rejoinder, and the Marchioness proceeded: "Besides, she is a Xaintrailles! Only think, my dear, of the prestige of such a name! Do you not see that a person of that blood, if she is fine at all, cannot be so by halves? Come, you are not sufficiently17 convinced of the excellence18 that comes to us by descent. I believe I have noticed this in you before. You have, perhaps, philosophized a little too much about it. Distrust all these new ideas and the pretensions19 of these self-made gentlemen! They may say and do what they will, but a man of low origin will never be truly noble at heart; a sordid20 weight of prudence21 and parsimony22 will always cling to him, like a birth-mark, and stifle23 his finer impulses. You will never see him sacrifice his fortune and his life for an idea, for his religion, for his prince, or for his honorable name. He may do brilliant deeds from a love of glory; but there will always be a personal interest in it some way; so do not be at all deceived by it."
Caroline felt wounded at the infatuation which the Marchioness professed24 to feel for the patrician25 orders. She found means to change the subject of the conversation; but, while they were at dinner, she was absorbed in the idea that her old friend, her tender adopted mother, assigned her unceremoniously to a place among these second-class families. The Marchioness had thought that she might speak thus before a gentleman's daughter, having the feelings proper to her class and therefore imbued26 with good principles; but Caroline said to herself, and very reasonably, too, that her claims to nobility were slight, questionable27, perhaps. Her ancestors, who were provincial28 magistrates29, had been ennobled in the reign30 of Louis XIV; her father, without great presumption31, had therefore assumed the title of knight32. She saw plainly, then, that the disdain33 of the Marchioness for the lower classes was a question of degree, and that a girl who was poor and of the lesser34 nobility was, in her eyes, twice her inferior in all respects.
This discovery did not awaken35 a foolish sensitiveness in Mlle de Saint-Geneix, but her natural sense of justice revolted against a prejudice so solemnly imposed as a duty upon her belief. "So," said she to herself, "my life of misery36, of self-sacrifice, of courage, and of cheerfulness withal, even my voluntary renunciation of all the joys of life, are nothing to the heroism37 of a Xaintrailles, who consents to be contented38 with two hundred thousand francs a year, that she may marry an accomplished39 man! It is because she is a Xaintrailles that her choice is sublime40, and because I am only a Saint-Geneix, my sacrifice is a thing vulgar and obligatory!"
Caroline repelled41 these thoughts of wounded self-respect, but they traced a slight furrow42 on her expressive43 face, in passing. A beauty which is true and fresh can hide nothing. The Duke observed this trace of secret melancholy44 and ingenuously45 attributed it to himself. His delusion46 increased when he saw that in spite of her efforts to maintain her usual cheerfulness, Mlle de Saint-Geneix grew more and more thoughtful. The real cause was this: Caroline had, exactly as was her wont47, addressed to the Marquis certain questions about the household accounts, and he, usually so polite, had compelled her to repeat them. She thought that he, too, must be absent-minded or ill at ease; but two or three times she met a glance from him, which was cold, haughty48, almost contemptuous. Chilled with surprise and terror, she suddenly became dejected and was obliged to attribute her state of mind to a headache.
The Duke had a vague suspicion of the truth so far as his brother was concerned; but this suspicion was dissipated when he saw the latter suddenly recover his gayety. He did not imagine the alternations of depression and reaction through which this troubled soul was passing, and, thinking he might now with impunity49 bestow50 attention upon Caroline, "You are not well," said he, "I see that you are really suffering! Mother, do have a care; Mlle de Saint-Geneix has been looking pale for some time past."
"Do you think so?" asked the Marchioness, looking at Caroline with some interest. "Are you ill, my darling? Do not conceal51 it from me."
"I am remarkably52 well," said Caroline. "It is true that I feel to-day a somewhat unusual desire for fresh air and sunshine; but it is nothing at all."
"But it is something, though," returned the Marchioness, regarding her attentively53, "and the Duke is right. You are very much changed. You must go take the fresh air at once, or retire to your room, perhaps. It is too warm here. I expect a whole company of neighbors this evening. I have no need of you; I give you a holiday."
"Do you know what will restore you!" asked the Duke of poor Caroline, now thoroughly54 vexed55 by the attention of which she was the object: "you ought to ride horseback. The little rustic56 quadruped that I told you about is gentle and strong. Would you like to try him!"
"All alone!" demanded the Marchioness; "and a horse not properly trained!"
"I am sure that Mlle Caroline would be amused," said the Duke. "She is brave, she is afraid of nothing, as I very well know. Besides, I will have an eye to her myself; I will answer for her."
He insisted so much, that the Marchioness asked Caroline if this horseback ride would be really to her taste.
"Yes," she replied, impelled57 by the necessity of escape from the oppression which was wellnigh crushing her. "I am just childish enough to be amused in that way; but some other day will do better. I have no wish to make a display of my riding before the people whom you expect, especially as my first appearance is likely to be very awkward."
"Well, then, you shall go into the park," said the Marchioness; "it is deeply shaded, so that no one can witness your first attempt; but I want somebody to follow you on horseback,—old André, for instance. He is a good squire58, and has a staid nag59, for which you can exchange yours, if he is too unruly."
"Yes, yes, that's it!" exclaimed the Duke. "André on old Blanche, that is perfect. I will superintend the start myself, and all will go well."
"There is one; I saw it in the saddle-room," replied the Duke, quickly. "I will run and arrange all that."
"And a riding-habit!" said the Marchioness.
"The first long skirt will be sufficient," said Caroline, suddenly bent62 upon braving the hostile air of the Marquis and upon escaping from his presence. The Marchioness bade her make her preparations, and, leaning upon the arm of her second son, she went to meet her visitors as they arrived.
When Mlle de Saint-Geneix came down the winding63 staircase from her room in the little tower, she found the horse already saddled, and held by the Duke in person before the small arched door which looked out on the lawn. André was there also, mounted upon an old cabbage-carting nag of proverbial leanness and very miserably64 accoutred, for everything belonging to the stable was in complete disorder65. Confined strictly66 to what was necessary, even necessary things had not as yet been put into order. The Marquis, more embarrassed in his circumstances than he was willing to confess, intrenched himself behind the habit of blaming his own negligence67, while the Duke, suspecting the truth, had declared that, for his own part, he preferred hunting on foot, as a check to his tendency to corpulence.
To equip Jacquet (that was the name of the farm-colt, raised twelve hours ago to the dignity of saddle horse) had been no small undertaking68, and André, bewildered by this sudden fancy, would not have been prompt in finding the side-saddle and putting it in a condition for use. The Duke had done everything himself, in a quarter of an hour, with the swiftness and skill of a practised hand. He was in a lively perspiration69, and Caroline was confused enough to see him holding the stirrup for her, arranging the curb70, and tightening71 the girths as if he had been a jockey by profession, laughing at the incongruity72 of things, and playing his part gayly, while he paid her all the hundred little attentions which a fraternal prudence could dictate73.
When Mlle de Saint-Geneix had started off on a trot74, after having thanked him cordially and begged him not to be anxious about her, the Duke dismissed André, nimbly mounted the beast of the cabbage cart, plunged75 the spurs into his sides, and resolutely76 followed Caroline into the shadows of the park.
"What! is that you?" said she to him, stopping after the first gallop77. "You, your Grace the Duke, mounted in that fashion, and taking the trouble to escort me! No, that cannot be. I will not have it; let us go back again."
"Why, how so?" he asked. "Are you afraid to be alone with me now? Have we not met each other here in these avenues at all hours, and have I ever annoyed you with my eloquence78?"
"No, certainly not," said Caroline, with entire confidence. "I have no such whims79 as that, you know very well; but that horse of yours,—it is a torture to you."
"Are you comfortable on yours?"
"In that case we could not be better suited. As for myself, I take great delight in riding this white nag. See! Don't I look as well as I should upon a blooded steed? Down with all prejudice; let us amuse ourselves with a gallop!"
"But what if this creature's legs should give out?"
"Bah! it will do well enough. And if it does break my neck, why, I shall have the extreme happiness of knowing that it happens in your service."
The Duke lanced this bit of flattery with a tone of gayety which could not alarm Caroline. They set out on a gallop and made the circuit of the park quite bravely. Jacquet behaved excellently, showing no vicious inclinations81 of any kind; besides, Mlle de Saint-Geneix was a good rider, and the Duke noticed that she was as graceful4 as she was skilful83 and self-possessed. She had improvised84 a long skirt by dexterously85 letting down a hem8; she had thrown over her shoulders a jacket of white dimity, and her little straw gardening-hat on her blond curls, dishevelled by the race, was wonderfully becoming. Animated86 by the pleasure of the ride, she looked so remarkably beautiful that the Duke, following with his eye the elegant moulding of her form, and the brilliant smile which played about her candid87 mouth, felt himself dazzled by them. "The devil take the oath which I let them get from me so unsuspectingly!" said he to himself. "Who would have thought I should have so much trouble in keeping it?" But it was necessary that Caroline should be the first to betray herself, and the Duke led her slowly around the park again to let the horses breathe, but all to no purpose; she chatted with a witty88 freedom and general good-humor, which did not admit the idea of any painful agitation89.
"O, so, that is it?" thought he, as they recommenced their gallop. "You imagine that I am going to dislocate my joints90 on this Apocalyptic91 beast to converse92 just as we should under the maternal93 eye? Some one else may try it for all me! I am going to sadden your tranquil94 gratitude95 by a retreat which will give you material for reflection."
"My dear friend," said he to Caroline,—he sometimes allowed himself to use this expression in a tone of easy good-nature,—"you are very sure of Jacquet now, are you not?"
"Perfectly sure."
"He is not at all inclined to shy, and is not hard-bitted?"
"Not at all."
"Very well, if you are willing, I will leave you to yourself, and send André in my place."
"Do so, do so by all means!" replied Caroline; quickly; "or don't send any one at all. I will go around the park once more, and then I will take the animal back to André. Really, I shall enjoy cantering alone, and it pains me to see you so frightfully jolted96."
"O, it is not that," responded the Duke, resolved upon a bold stroke. "I'm not yet so old as to be afraid of a hard horse; but I remember that Madame d'Arglade is coming to-night."
"Not to-night; to-morrow."
"That is not certain," said the Duke, watching for the effect his words might produce.
"O, then, perhaps, you are better informed than I am."
"Perhaps, my dear friend! Madame d'Arglade—In fact, it is sufficient—"
"Ah! indeed?" replied Caroline, laughing. "I did not know. Go quickly, then; I shall escape, and—a thousand thanks again for your kindness."
She was about to start her horse, but the Duke detained her. "What I am doing now is not polite, to say the least of it."
"It is better than polite; it is very good of you."
"O, then you have had enough of my company?"
"That is not what I mean. I say that your impoliteness is a proof of your confidence in me, and that I take it as such."
"Do you think she is pretty,—Madame d'Arglade, I mean?"
"Very pretty."
"Very nearly my own age. We were together at the convent."
"I know it. Were you great friends?"
"No, not exactly; but she has shown much interest in me since my misfortunes."
"Yes, it was she who was the means of bringing you here. Why did you detest98 each other at the convent?"
"We did not detest each other; we were not very intimate,—that was all."
"And now?"
"Now she is kind to me, and consequently I like her."
"Then you like people who are kind to you?"
"Is not that natural?"
"Then you like me a little, for it seems to me that I am not unkind to you myself?"
"Certainly, you are excellent, and I like you very much."
"Just hear how she says that! I love my nurse dearly, but I love to ride on my rocking-horse better still! Come, tell me, you don't mean to prejudice your little friend D'Arglade against me, do you?"
"Prejudice her against you! There are some words in your vocabulary which do not get into mine."
"Yes, that is true, I beg pardon. It is because—you see, she is suspicious—she may question you. You will not fail to tell her that I have never made love to you?"
"O, as to that, count upon her knowing the truth," replied Caroline, starting. And the Duke heard her laugh as she rode off at full speed.
"There!" said he to himself, "I have lied, and it is trouble wasted. I have made a precious blunder, have n't I? She does n't love any one,—or else she has a little lover somewhere, in reserve against the day when a thousand crowns shall be forthcoming to set up housekeeping with. Poor girl! If I had them, I would give them to her! It's all the same; I have been ridiculous. Perhaps she saw it too. Perhaps she will laugh at me with her 'dear friend,' when she writes to him secretly, for she does write a great deal. If I did think so!—But I have given my word of honor."
The Duke withdrew, trying to laugh at himself, but annoyed at losing his game, and almost angry.
Just as he was leaving the wood, he saw a man gliding99 into it cautiously. The evening had come; he could distinguish nothing about this man except his furtive100 movements, in trying to penetrate101 the thicket102. "Stop, stop," thought he, "this is perhaps the lover in question, coming to make a mysterious visit. By Jove! I will be satisfied on that point! I will know who it is!" He dismounted, gave a vigorous blow with his riding-whip to Blanche, who needed neither urging nor guiding to take the road to her stable, and stole away under the trees in the direction which Caroline had taken. It would have been almost impossible to find the man in the coppice, and besides there was the risk of giving him the alarm. To walk noiselessly in the dark shadows, along the walk, and to see how these two persons would meet and conduct themselves was, he considered, by far the surest course.
Caroline had already ceased thinking at all about the Duke. After having becomingly withdrawn103 to avoid disclosures hardly proper for her to hear, and which had astonished her coming from the lips of a man so well bred, she had brought the little horse down to a slow pace, lest she might come in contact with the boughs104 in the darkness. And, indeed, she felt inclined rather to think her own thoughts just then than to ride at greater speed. An absorbing anxiety weighed upon her mind. The attitude of the Marquis toward her was inexplicable105 and almost offensive. She searched for the cause of this in the most secret recesses106 of her conscience, and finding nothing there amiss, she reproached herself for thinking so much about it. He was perhaps subject to certain whims, like many people absorbed in great tasks; and after all, even if she had become displeasing107 to him, was he not about to be married, and would not the joy of the Marchioness be so complete that a poor young lady companion could leave her without ingratitude108?
While she was thus thinking of her future, promising109 herself that she would speak about it to Madame d'Arglade, who would perhaps aid her in finding another situation, her horse was stopped suddenly, and she saw before her a man whose movements frightened her.
"Is it you, André?" asked she, as she perceived that her horse seemed to be obeying a well-known hand. And as there was no answer and she could distinguish nothing of the clothes worn by the person confronting her, she added, quickly and anxiously, "Is it you, your Grace the Duke? Why do you stop me?"
She received no reply; the man had disappeared; the horse was free. She was overcome by a vague fear, and, not daring to turn round, she urged Jacquet forward, and returned to the house on a gallop without seeing any one.
The Duke was ten paces off when this singular encounter took place. He saw nothing, but heard the frightened voice of Mlle de Saint-Geneix at the moment of the horse's sudden stop. He sprang forward, and finding himself face to face with an unknown person, he seized him by the collar, demanding, "Who are you?"
The unknown person struggled vigorously to escape from this investigation110; but the Duke, who was a very powerful man, dragged his adversary111 out of the wood into the path. There, what was his ineffable112 surprise to recognize his brother?
"Heavens! Urbain," cried he, "did I not strike you? It seems to me that I did. But why didn't you answer me?"
"I don't know," replied M. de Villemer, much agitated113. "I did not recognize your voice! Did you speak to me? Whom did you take me for, then?"
"For a robber, in sober earnest! Did you not frighten Mlle de Saint-Geneix just now?"
"I perhaps frightened her horse, unintentionally. Where is she?"
"Why, she was afraid and took to flight. Did you not hear her riding off toward the house?"
"And why should she have been afraid of me?" rejoined the Marquis, with singular bitterness. "I did not wish to offend her." And then, weary of deception114, he added, "I merely wanted to speak to her!"
"About whom? About me?"
"Yes, perhaps. I wanted to know whether she loved you."
"And why did n't you speak to her?"
"I do not know. I could not say a word to her."
"Are you in pain?"
"Yes. I am ill, very ill, to-day."
"Let us go in, brother," said the Duke. "I see that you are in a fever, and the dew is falling."
"No matter!" said the Marquis, seating himself on a block at the edge of the walk. "I wish I was dead!"
"Urbain!" cried the Duke, a sudden light striking him at last; "it is you who are in love with Mlle de Saint-Geneix!"
"I in love with her? Is she not,—is she not yours?"
"Never, since you love her! On my part it was only a caprice, an idle, selfish vanity; but, as truly as I am my father's son, she has not the least inclination82 toward me; she has just simply understood nothing of my artifices115; she is as pure, as free, and as proud as on the day she came among us."
"Why did you leave her alone in this wood after you had brought her out into it?"
"Ah! you suspect me after the solemn assertion that I have just made! Can it be that love is making you insane?"
"You have played with your promise about this young lady. For you, in questions of gallantry, oaths count nothing; I know that. If it were otherwise, would you and your fortunate compeers be able to persuade so many women? Do you not know how to slip away from all engagements? Was it honorable, this absurd manœuvring,—which may have been very skilfully116 done for aught I know about such games,—to draw her into your arms through fascination117, through spite, through all the weak or bad impulses in woman's nature? Is there anything that you do respect! Is not virtue118, in your eyes, an infirmity of which a poor innocent girl, helpless and inexperienced, must be cured? Is not the abyss into which you want to see her fling herself, in your opinion, the rational condition, fortunate or fatal, of a girl without a dowry and without an ancestry119? See! did you not mock me this very morning, when you wished to persuade me that you would marry her! And this is what you said only a moment ago: 'It is you who are in love with her. For me, it was only a fancy, an idle, selfish vanity.' Come, it is frightful,—this libertine120 vanity of yours! It drags down into the mire1 all that comes near you! Your very gaze soils a woman, and it is too much for me already that this girl has undergone the insult of your thoughts. I love her no longer."
Having spoken thus to his brother for the first time in his life, the Marquis rose and strode away from him swiftly with a kind of gloomy hatred121 and with a curse seemingly irrevocable.
The Duke, beside himself, arose immediately to demand satisfaction. He even took a few steps in pursuit of his brother, then stopped abruptly122 and returned, throwing himself down on the spot which Urbain had just left. He was the victim of a terrible conflict; irritated, furious, he still felt that the person of the Marquis was sacred to him; he was not in the habit of rendering123 to himself a just account of his own faults, and yet in spite of himself, he felt none the less overwhelmed by the language of truth. He wrung124 his hands convulsively, and great tears of rage and grief flowed down his cheeks.
André came to find him, having been sent by his mother. The visitors were gone, but Madame d'Arglade had arrived. They were astonished not to see him. The Marchioness, knowing that he had ridden Blanche, was afraid that the unfortunate horse might have been crushed under him.
He followed the servant mechanically, and asked, just as he was going into the house, "Where is M. de Villemer?"
"In his room, your Grace. I saw him go in."
"And Mlle de Saint-Geneix?"
"She has also gone to her room; but Madame the Marchioness has informed her of the arrival of Madame d'Arglade, and she will come down again soon."
"Very good! Go tell M. de Villemer that I wish to speak with him. In ten minutes I will go up to his room."
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