Monsieur de Camors -- Volume 3

r hotel in the Rue de l'Imperatrice. From this moment, and during the months that followed, the young wife kept up an active correspondence wi

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have only wings and soar to heaven like a bird! I fe

am his wife! The wife-understand me-of him who has reigned in my poor thoughts since I was able to think-of him whom I should have chosen

e are within a few st

y every morning, my h

go there, my husband

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history which puzzle

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me apparently, Miss Ma

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ou, why did I se

h to court you until I

leased you, not bein

s cruel young man, 'but you are very pretty; and

iss Mary, Miss Mary took to fast galloping; not because it was raining, but

ore, and to be loved precisely as we wish-as we have dreamed-

pretentious, some foolish, and others, again, excessively comic. None of these seemed suited to the Prince, our neighbor. I ever felt he should love, like the Prince he is, wi

in my happiness, which was your sole wo

I bless you!

Nevertheless, come to us very soon. Your chamber awaits you. It is as blue as

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beg you. If the health of my grandfather seems to you so feeble as to demand your presence, I

by the blue chamber without feeling a swelling of the heart. Apart from this g

o see the monuments, the museums, the theatres, like the poor little prov

t breathe it to my Uncle Des Rameures, but Paris is super

ridiculous episode; for I notice the Count did not boast of it. Versailles corresponds entirely with the impre

of the famous men of history. Nothing pleases me more than to see these heroes of my memory passing before me in grand procession-from Charles the Bold to

h. He was greatly struck by my knowledge of science and my genius. I did no more, as you may im

e these things? If h

ent Princesses of Cont

my mother taught me.

o

ther! this was the happiest moment of my life! To dine at a resta

however, for he inspires me with a ceaseless fear: I am afraid of displeasing him, of appearing silly before him, or pretentious, or pedantic. The day when I shall be at ease with

the Boulevard. What a blunder! And as he saw m

one, Miss Ma

nti? He explained everything to me; but briefly in a word, as if to a person he despaired o

for if he loves me while thinkin

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The men here do not usually visit; but my husband is obliged to present me for the first time to the per

t lord has honored with his choice is evidently an object of great curiosity. This flatters and intimidates me; I blush and feel constrained; I appear awkward. When they find me awk

to her box at the Italiens, as mine will not be vacant until January. Yesterday she

clever man the General is! And I

ll. I never before had seen men bare-necked and the fashion is not becoming. It was very evident, however, that they considered them

t they are about to do you the honor of removing you, they whirl you away; then, panting for breath, inform you by another look that they will do themselves the plea

aw him for the first time waltz with the Marquis

with which the women regard my husband. This, my tender mother, terrifies me.

tations! A folly perhaps, but of

omtesse de Camors,

to confess. He says she is pretty; but she doubts even this. Let us see. She has very long limbs, a fault which she shares with Diana, the Huntress, and which probably gives t

ttle too small; a commonplace nose, a slightly pug; and her mother's eyes-her best feature. She has the eyebrows of her Uncle Des Ram

to her mother than to her. Add to all this, blue-black hair in gr

o reassure me, it has hardly done so; for it

e most captivating! But, oh, my mother! if I please him I am still more enchanted! On the whole, thank God

he Marquise de Campvallon. His manner is very cold to her. Were I a man, I shou

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sonal appearance haunts me. I scrutinize it; I compare it with that of others. There is something of levity in that which

ter to possess them-serve her, unless she possesses the courage or has the opportunity t

ious Paris is not perfect; and I discover,

greeable, for they are only too much so; only they are also very careless, and appear to my view to

voyage; they have no home. That which elsewhere is the great aim of life is secondary here. One has here, as elsewhere, an establishment-a house, a private chamber. One must have. Here one is wife or mother, husband or father, just as elsewhere; but, my poor mother, they are these things just as little as possibl

us of places to visit-the

nd-who is the best of men, doubtless, but of Parisian men nevertheless-I have continually

a year or two at an old chateau in the midst of a solitary wood, I should like it much. I could then see him more frequently, I could then become familiar with his august person, and could deve

quer! I will force him to know me as you know me; to love me, not as he now

a fool; I think he has abandoned t

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