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of。〃

A tremor passed through him; the blood rose in his olive cheeks; he
replied in a voice of some emotion:

〃Religion must have taught you; better than I can; to respect the
unhappy。 Had I been a /don/ in Spain; and lost everything in the
triumph of Ferdinand VII。; your witticism would be unkind; but if I am
only a poor teacher of languages; is it not a heartless satire?
Neither is worthy of a young lady of rank。〃

I took his hand; saying:

〃In the name of religion also; I beg you to pardon me。〃

He bowed; opened my /Don Quixote/; and sat down。

This little incident disturbed me more than the harvest of
compliments; gazing and pretty speeches on my most successful evening。
During the lesson I watched him attentively; which I could do the more
safely; as he never looks at me。

As the result of my observations; I made out that the tutor; whom we
took to be forty; is a young man; some years under thirty。 My
governess; to whom I had handed him over; remarked on the beauty of
his black hair and of his pearly teeth。 As to his eyes; they are
velvet and fire; but he is plain and insignificant。 Though the
Spaniards have been described as not a cleanly people; this man is
most carefully got up; and his hands are whiter than his face。 He
stoops a little; and has an extremely large; oddly…shaped head。 His
ugliness; which; however; has a dash of piquancy; is aggravated by
smallpox marks; which seam his face。 His forehead is very prominent;
and the shaggy eyebrows meet; giving a repellent air of harshness。
There is a frowning; plaintive look on his face; reminding one of a
sickly child; which owes its life to superhuman care; as Sister Marthe
did。 As my father observed; his features are a shrunken reproduction
of those of Cardinal Ximenes。 The natural dignity of our tutor's
manners seems to disconcert the dear Duke; who doesn't like him; and
is never at ease with him; he can't bear to come in contact with
superiority of any kind。

As soon as my father knows enough Spanish; we start for Madrid。 When
Henarez returned; two days after the reproof he had given me; I
remarked by way of showing my gratitude:

〃I have no doubt that you left Spain in consequence of political
events。 If my father is sent there; as seems to be expected; we shall
be in a position to help you; and might be able to obtain your pardon;
in case you are under sentence。〃

〃It is impossible for any one to help me;〃 he replied。

〃But;〃 I said; 〃is that because you refuse to accept any help; or
because the thing itself is impossible?〃

〃Both;〃 he said; with a bow; and in a tone which forbade continuing
the subject。

My father's blood chafed in my veins。 I was offended by this haughty
demeanor; and promptly dropped Senor Henarez。

All the same; my dear; there is something fine in this rejection of
any aid。 〃He would not accept even our friendship;〃 I reflected;
whilst conjugating a verb。 Suddenly I stopped short and told him what
was in my mind; but in Spanish。 Henarez replied very politely that
equality of sentiment was necessary between friends; which did not
exist in this case; and therefore it was useless to consider the
question。

〃Do you mean equality in the amount of feeling on either side; or
equality in rank?〃 I persisted; determined to shake him out of this
provoking gravity。

He raised once more those awe…inspiring eyes; and mine fell before
them。 Dear; this man is a hopeless enigma。 He seemed to ask whether my
words meant love; and the mixture of joy; pride; and agonized doubt in
his glance went to my heart。 It was plain that advances; which would
be taken for what they were worth in France; might land me in
difficulties with a Spaniard; and I drew back into my shell; feeling
not a little foolish。

The lesson over; he bowed; and his eyes were eloquent of the humble
prayer: 〃Don't trifle with a poor wretch。〃

This sudden contrast to his usual grave and dignified manner made a
great impression on me。 It seems horrible to think and to say; but I
can't help believing that there are treasures of affection in that
man。



IX

MME。 DE L'ESTORADE TO MLLE。 DE CHAULIEU。
December。

All is over; my dear child; and it is Mme。 de l'Estorade who writes to
you。 But between us there is no change; it is only a girl the less。

Don't be troubled; I did not give my consent recklessly or without
much thought。 My life is henceforth mapped out for me; and the freedom
from all uncertainty as to the road for me to follow suits my mind and
disposition。 A great moral power has stepped in; and once for all
swept what we call chance out of my life。 We have the property to
develop; our home to beautify and adorn; for me there is also a
household to direct and sweeten and a husband to reconcile to life。 In
all probability I shall have a family to look after; children to
educate。

What would you have? Everyday life cannot be cast in heroic mould。 No
doubt there seems; at any rate at first sight; no room left in this
scheme of life for that longing after the infinite which expands the
mind and soul。 But what is there to prevent me from launching on that
boundless sea our familiar craft? Nor must you suppose that the humble
duties to which I dedicate my life give no scope for passion。 To
restore faith in happiness to an unfortunate; who has been the sport
of adverse circumstances; is a noble work; and one which alone may
suffice to relieve the monotony of my existence。 I can see no opening
left for suffering; and I see a great deal of good to be done。 I need
not hide from you that the love I have for Louis de l'Estorade is not
of the kind which makes the heart throb at the sound of a step; and
thrills us at the lightest tones of a voice; or the caress of a
burning glance; but; on the other hand; there is nothing in him which
offends me。

What am I to do; you will ask; with that instinct for all which is
great and noble; with those mental energies; which have made the link
between us; and which we still possess? I admit that this thought has
troubled me。 But are these faculties less ours because we keep them
concealed; using them only in secret for the welfare of the family; as
instruments to produce the happiness of those confided to our care; to
whom we are bound to give ourselves without reserve? The time during
which a woman can look for admiration is short; it will soon be past;
and if my life has not been a great one; it will at least have been
calm; tranquil; free from shocks。

Nature has favored our sex in giving us a choice between love and
motherhood。 I have made mine。 My children shall be my gods; and this
spot of earth my Eldorado。

I can say no more to…day。 Thank you much for all the things you have
sent me。 Give a glance at my needs on the enclosed list。 I am
determined to live in an atmosphere of refinement and luxury; and to
take from provincial life only what makes its charm。 In solitude a
woman can never be vulgarizedshe remains herself。 I count greatly on
your kindness for keeping me up to the fashion。 My father…in…law is so
delighted that he can refuse me nothing; and turns his house upside
down。 We are getting workpeople from Paris and renovating everything。



X

MLLE。 DE CHAULIEU TO MME。 DE L'ESTORADE
January。

Oh! Renee; you have made me miserable for days! So that bewitching
body; those beautiful proud features; that natural grace of manner;
that soul full of priceless gifts; those eyes; where the soul can
slake its thirst as at a fountain of love; that heart; with its
exquisite delicacy; that breadth of mind; those rare powersfruit of
nature and of our interchange of thoughttreasures whence should
issue a unique satisfaction for passion and desire; hours of poetry to
outweigh years; joys to make a man serve a lifetime for one gracious
gesture;all this is to be buried in the tedium of a tame;
commonplace marriage; to vanish in the emptiness of an existence which
you will come to loath! I hate your children before they are born。
They will be monsters!

So you know all that lies before you; you have nothing left to hope;
or fear; or suffer? And supposing the glorious morning rises which
will bring you face to face wi

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