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    THEABBECONSTANTIN

    ByLUDOVICHALEVY

    BOOK3.

    CHAPTERVII

    CONFIDENCES

    Thenextmorning,onreturningfromdrill,JeanfoundPauldeLavardenswaitingforhimatthebarracks;hescarcelyallowedhimtimetodismount,andthemomenthehadhimalone:

    "Quick,"saidhe,"describeyour,dinner-partyofyesterday.Isawthemmyselfinthemorning;thelittleonewasdrivingfourponies,andwithanamountofaudacity!Ibowedtothem;didtheymentionme?Didtheyrecognizeme?WhenwillyoutakemetoLongueval?Answerme."

    "Answer?Yes.Butwhichquestionfirst?"

    "Thelast."

    "WhenshallItakeyoutoLongueval?"

    "Yes."

    "Well,intendays;theydon'twanttoseeanyonejustnow."

    "ThenyouarenotgoingbacktoLonguevalfortendays?"

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    "Oh,Ishallgobackto-dayatfouro'clock.ButIdon'tcount,youknow.JeanReynaud,theCure'sgodson.ThatiswhyIhavepenetratedsoeasilyintotheconfidenceofthesetwocharmingwomen.IhavepresentedmyselfunderthepatronageandwiththeguaranteeoftheChurch.AndthentheyhavediscoveredthatIcouldrenderthemlittleservices.Iknowthecountryverywell,andtheywillmakeuseofmeasaguide.Inaword,Iamnobody;whileyou,CountPauldeLavardens,youaresomebody;sofearnothing,yourturnwillcomewiththefetesandballs.Thenyouwillberesplendentinallyourglory,andIshallreturnveryhumblyintomyobscurity."

    "Youmaylaughatmeasmuchasyoulike;itisnonethelesstruethatduringthosetendaysyouwillstealamarchuponme--uponme!"

    "Howuponyou?"

    "Now,Jean,doyouwanttomakemebelievethatyouarenotalreadyinlovewithoneofthesetwowomen?Isitpossible?Somuchbeauty,somuchluxury.Luxurytothatdegreeupsetsme.Thoseblackponieswiththeirwhiterosettes!Idreamedofthemlastnight,andthatlittle-Bettina,isitnot?"

    "Yes,Bettina."

    "Bettina--CountessBettinadeLavardens!Doesn'tthatsoundwellenough!andwhataperfecthusbandshewouldhaveinme!Tobethehusbandofawomanpossessingboundlesswealth,thatismydestiny.Itisnotsoeasyasonemaysuppose.Ihavealreadyrunthroughsomething,and--ifmymotherhadnotstoppedme!butIamquitereadytobeginagain.Oh,howhappythatgirlwouldbewithme!Iwouldcreatearoundhertheexistenceofafairyqueen.Inallherluxuryshewouldfeelthetaste,theart,andtheskillofherhusband.Iwouldpassmylifeinadoringher,indisplayingherbeauty,inpettingher,inbearinghertriumphantthroughtheworld.Iwouldstudyherbeautyinordertogiveittheframethatbestsuitedit.'Ifhewerenotthere,'shewouldsay,'Ishouldnotbesobeautiful,sodazzling.'Ishouldknownotonlyhowtoloveher,buthowtoamuseher.Shewouldhavesomethingforhermoney,

    shewouldhaveloveandpleasure.Come,Jean,doagoodaction,takemetoMrs.Scott'sto-day."

    "Icannot,Iassureyou."

    "Well,then,intendays;butIgiveyoufairnotice,IshallinstallmyselfatLongueval,andshallnotmove.Inthefirstplaceitwouldpleasemymother;sheisstillalittleprejudicedagainsttheAmericans.Shesaysthatsheshallarrangenottoseethem,butIknowmymother.Someday,whenIshallgohomeintheeveningandtellher:'Mother,Ihavewonthe-heartofacharminglittlepersonwhoisburdenedwithacapitaloftwentymillions--theyexaggeratewhentheytalkofhundredsofmillions.Youknowthesearethecorrectfigures,andtheyareenough

    forme.Thatevening,then,mymotherwillbedelighted,because,inherheart,whatisitshedesiresforme?Whatallgoodmothersdesirefortheirsons--agoodmarriage,oradiscreetliaisonwithsomeoneinsociety.AtLonguevalIfindthesetwoessentials,andIwillaccommodatemyselfverywillinglytoeither.Youwillhavethekindnesstowarnmeintendays--youwillletmeknowwhichofthetwoyouabandontome,Mrs.ScottorMissPercival?"

    "Youaremad,youarequitemad!Idonot,Inevershallthink--"

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    "Listen,Jean.Youarewisdompersonified;youmaysayanddoasyoulike,butrememberwhatIsaytoyou,Jean,youwillfallinloveinthathouse."

    "Idonotbelieveit,"repliedJean,laughing.

    "ButIamabsolutelysureofit.Good-by.Ileaveyoutoyourduties."

    ThatmorningJeanwasperfectlysincere.Hehadsleptverywellthepreviousnight;thesecondinterviewwiththetwosistershad,asifbyenchantment,dissipatedtheslighttroublewhichhadagitatedhissoulafterthefirstmeeting.Hepreparedtomeetthemagainwithmuchpleasure,butalsowithmuchtranquillity;therewastoomuchmoneyinthathousetopermittheloveofapoordevillikeJeantofindplacehonestlythere.

    Friendshipwasanotheraffair;withallhishearthewished,andwithallhisstrengthhesought,toestablishhimselfpeacefullyintheesteemandregardofthesisters.HewouldtrynottoremarktoomuchthebeautyofSusieandBettina;hewouldtrynottoforgethimselfashehaddonethepreviousevening,inthecontemplationofthefourlittlefeetrestingontheirfootstools.Theyhadsaid,veryfrankly,verycordially,tohim:"Youshallbeourfriend."Thatwasallhedesired--tobetheirfriend--andthathewouldbe.

    Duringthetendaysthatfollowed,allconducedtothesuccessofthisenterprise.Susie,Bettina,theCure,andJeanledthesamelifeintheclosestandmostcordialintimacy.

    Jeandidnotseektoanalyzehisfeelings.Hefeltforthesetwowomenanequalaffection;hewasperfectlyhappy,perfectlytranquil.Thenhewasnotinlove,forloveandtranquillityseldomdwellatpeaceinthesameheart.

    Jean,however,sawapproach,withalittleanxietyandsadness,thedaywhichwouldbringtoLonguevaltheTurners,andtheNortons,andthewholeforceoftheAmericancolony.Thedaycametoosoon.

    OnFriday,the24thofJune,atfouro'clock,Jeanarrivedatthecastle.Bettinareceivedhimalone,lookingquitevexed.

    "Howannoyingitis,"saidshe,"mysisterisnotwell;alittleheadache,nothingofconsequence,itwillbegonebytomorrow;butIdarenotridewithyoualone.InAmericaImight;buthere,itwouldnotdo,wouldit?"

    "Certainlynot,"repliedJean.

    "Imustsendyouback,andIamsosorry."

    "AndsoamI--Iamverysorrytobeobligedtogo,andtolosethislastday,whichIhadhopedtopasswithyou.However,sinceitmustbe,Iwillcometomorrowtoinquireafteryoursister."

    "Shewillseeyouherself,to-morrow;Irepeatitisnothingserious.Butdonotrunawayinsuchahurry,pray;willyounotsparemealittlequarterofanhour'sconversation?Iwanttospeaktoyou;sitdownthere,andnowlistentomewell.MysisterandIhadintendedthisevening,afterdinner,toblockadeyouintoalittlecornerofthedrawing-room,andthenshemeanttotellyouwhatIamgoingtotryto

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    sayforusboth."

    "ButIamalittlenervous.Donotlaugh;itisaveryseriousmatter.Wewishtothankyouforhavingbeen,eversinceourarrivalhere,sogoodtousboth."

    "Oh,MissPercival,pray,itisIwho--"

    "Oh,donotinterruptme,youwillquiteconfuseme.Idonotknowhowtogetthroughwithit.Imaintain,besides,thatthethanksareduefromus,notfromyou.Wearrivedheretwostrangers.Wehavebeenfortunateenoughimmediatelytofindfriends.Yes,friends.Youhavetakenusbythehand,youhaveledustoourfarmers,toourkeepers;whileyourgodfathertookustohispoor--andeverywhereyouweresomuchbelovedthatfromtheirconfidenceinyou,theybegan,onyourrecommendation,tolikeusalittle.Youareadoredabouthere;doyouknowthat?"

    "Iwasbornhere--allthesegoodpeoplehaveknownmefrommyinfancy,andaregratefultomeforwhatmygrandfatherandfatherdidforthem;andthenIamoftheirrace,theraceofthepeasants;mygreat-grandfatherwasalaboreratBargecourt,avillagetwomilesfromhere."

    "Oh!oh!youappearveryproudofthat!"

    "Neitherproudnorashamed."

    "Ibegyourpardon,youmadealittlemovementofpride.Well,Icantellyouthatmymother'sgreat-grandfatherwasafarmerinBrittany.HewenttoCanadaattheendofthelastcentury,whenCanadawasstillFrench.Andyouloveverymuchthisplacewhereyouwereborn?"

    "Verymuch.PerhapsIshallsoonbeobligedtoleaveit."

    "Why?"

    "WhenIgetpromotion,Ishallhavetoexchangeintoanotherregiment,

    andIshallwanderfromgarrisontogarrison;butcertainly,whenIamanoldcommandantoroldcolonel,onhalf-pay,Ishallcomeback,andliveanddiehere,inthelittlehousethatwasmyfather's."

    "Alwaysquitealone?"

    "Whyquitealone?Icertainlyhopenot."

    "Youintendtomarry?"

    "Yes,certainly."

    "Youaretryingtomarry?"

    "No;onemaythinkofmarrying,butoneoughtnottotrytomarry."

    "Andyettherearepeoplewhodotry.Come,Icananswerforthat,andyoueven;peoplehavewishedtomarryyou."

    "Howdoyouknowthat?"

    "Oh!Iknowallyourlittleaffairssowell;youarewhattheycallagoodmatch,andIrepeatit,theyhavewishedtomarryyou."

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    "Whotoldyouthat?"

    "MonsieurleCure."

    "Thenhewasverywrong,"saidJean,withacertainsharpness.

    "No,no,hewasnotwrong.IfanyonehasbeentoblameitisI.Isoondiscoveredthatyourgodfatherwasneversohappyaswhenhewasspeakingofyou.SowhenIwasalonewithhimduringourwalks,topleasehimItalkedofyou,andherelatedyourhistorytome.Youarewelloff;youareverywelloff;fromGovernmentyoureceiveeverymonthtwohundredandthirteenfrancsandsomecentimes;amIcorrect?"

    "Yes,"saidJean,decidingtobearwithagoodgracehisshareintheCure'sindiscretions.

    "Youhaveeightthousandfrancs'income?"

    "Nearly,notquite."

    "Addtothatyourhouse,whichisworththirtythousandfrancs.Youareinanexcellentposition,andpeoplehaveaskedyourhand."

    "Askedmyhand!No,no."

    "Theyhave,theyhave,twice,andyouhaverefusedtwoverygoodmarriages,twoverygoodfortunes,ifyoupreferit--itisthesamethingforsomanypeople.Twohundredthousandfrancsintheone,threehundredthousandintheothercase.Itappearsthatthesefortunesareenormousforthecountry!Yetyouhaverefused!Tellmewhy."

    "Well,itconcernedtwocharmingyounggirls."

    "Thatisunderstood.Onealwayssaysthat."

    "ButwhomIscarcelyknew.Theyforcedme--forIdidresist--theyforced

    metospendtwoorthreeeveningswiththemlastwinter."

    "Andthen?"

    "Then--Idon'tquiteknowhowtoexplainittoyou.Ididnotfeeltheslightesttouchofembarrassment,emotion,anxiety,ordisturbance--"

    "Infact,"saidBettina,resolutely,"nottheleastsuspicionoflove."

    "No,nottheleast,andIreturnedquitecalmlytomybachelorden,forIthinkitisbetternottomarrythantomarrywithoutlove."

    "AndIthinkso,too."

    Shelookedathim,helookedather,andsuddenly,tothegreatsurpriseofboth,theyfoundnothingmoretosay,nothingatall.

    AtthismomentHarryandBellarushedintotheroom,withcriesofjoy.

    "MonsieurJean!Areyouthere?Comeandseeourponies!"

    "Ah!"saidBettina,hervoicealittleuncertain,"EdwardshasjustcomebackfromParis,andhasbroughttwomicroscopicponiesforthechildren.

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    Letusgotoseethem,shallwe?"

    Theywenttoseetheponies,whichwereindeedworthytofigureinthestablesoftheKingofLilliput.

    CHAPTERVIII

    ANOTHERMARTYRTOMILLIONS

    Threeweekshaveglidedby;anotherdayandJeanwillbeobligedtoleavewithhisregimentfortheartillerypractice.Hewillleadthelifeofasoldier.Tendays'marchonthehighroadgoingandreturning,andtendaysinthecampatCercottesintheforestofOrleans.TheregimentwillreturntoSouvignyonthe10thofAugust.

    Jeanisnolongertranquil;Jeanisnolongerhappy.Heseesapproachwithimpatience,andatthesametimewithterror,themomentofhisdeparture.Withimpatience--forhesuffersanabsolutemartyrdom,helongstoescapefromit;withterror--fortopasstwentydayswithoutseeingher,withoutspeakingtoher,withoutherinaword--whatwillbecomeofhim?Her!ItisBettina;headoresher!

    Sincewhen?Sincethefirstday,sincethatmeetinginthemonthofMayintheCure'sgarden.Thatisthetruth;butJeanstrugglesagainstandresiststhattruth.HebelievesthathehasonlylovedBettinasincethedaywhenthetwochattedgayly,amicably,inthelittledrawing-room.Shewassittingonthebluecouchnearthewidow,and,whiletalking,amusedherselfwithrepairingthedisorderofthedressofaJapaneseprincess,oneofBella'sdolls,whichshehadleftonachair,andwhichBettinahadmechanicallytakenup.

    WhyhadthefancycometoMissPercivaltotalktohimofthosetwoyounggirlswhomhemighthavemarried?Thequestionofitselfwasnotatallembarrassingtohim.Hehadrepliedthat,ifhehadnotthenfeltany

    tasteformarriage,itwasbecausehisinterviewswiththesetwogirlshadnotcausedhimanyemotionoranyagitation.Hehadsmiledinspeakingthus,butafewminutesafterhesmilednomore.Thisemotion,thisagitation,hehadsuddenlylearnedtoknowthem.Jeandidnotdeceivehimself;heacknowledgedthedepthofthewound;ithadpenetratedtohisveryheart'score.

    Jean,however,didnotabandonhimselftothisemotion.Hesaidtohimself:

    "Yes,itisserious,veryserious,butIshallrecoverfromit."

    Hesoughtanexcuseforhismadness;helaidtheblameoncircumstances.

    Fortendaysthisdelightfulgirlhadbeentoomuchwithhim,toomuchwithhimalone!Howcouldheresistsuchatemptation?Hewasintoxicatedwithhercharm,withhergraceandbeauty.ButthenextdayatroopofvisitorswouldarriveatLongueval,andtherewouldbeanendofthisdangerousintimacy.Hewouldhavecourage;hewouldkeepatadistance;hewouldlosehimselfinthecrowd,wouldseeBettinalessoftenandlessfamiliarly.Toseehernomorewasathoughthecouldnotsupport!HewishedtoremainBettina'sfriend,sincehecouldbenothingbutherfriend;fortherewasanotherthoughtwhichscarcelyenteredthemindofJean.Thisthoughtdidnotappearextravaganttohim;it

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    appearedmonstrous.InthewholeworldtherewasnotamorehonorablemanthanJean,andhefeltforBettina'smoneyhorror,positivelyhorror.

    Fromthe25thofJunethecrowdhadbeeninpossessionofLongueval.Mrs.Nortonarrivedwithherson,DanielNorton;andMrs.Turnerwithherson,PhilipTurner.Bothofthem,theyoungPhilipandtheyoungDaniel,formedapartofthefamousbrotherhoodofthethirty-four.Theywereoldfriends,Bettinahadtreatedthemassuch,andhaddeclaredtothem,withperfectfrankness,thattheywerelosingtheirtime.However,theywerenotdiscouraged,andformedthecentreofalittlecourtwhichwasalwaysveryeagerandassiduousaroundBettina.

    PauldeLavardenshadmadehisappearanceonthisscene,andhadveryrapidlybecomeeverybody'sfriend.Hehadreceivedthebrilliantandcomplicatededucationofayoungmandestinedforpleasure.Assoonasitwasaquestiononlyofamusement,riding,croquet,lawn-tennis,polo,dancing,charades,andtheatricals,hewasreadyforeverything.Heexcelledineverything.Hissuperioritywasevident,unquestionable.Paulbecame,inashorttime,bygeneralconsent,thedirectorandorganizerofthefetesatLongueval.

    Bettinahadnotamomentofhesitation.JeanintroducedPauldeLavardens,andthelatterhadscarcelyconcludedthecustomarylittlecomplimentwhenMissPercival,leaningtowardhersister,whisperedin

    herear:

    "Thethirty-fifth!"

    However,shereceivedPaulverykindly,sokindlythatforseveraldayshehadtheweaknesstomisunderstandher.Hebelievedthatitwashispersonalgraceswhichhadobtainedforhimthisveryflatteringandcordialreception.Itwasagreatmistake.PauldeLavardenshadbeenintroducedbyJean;hewasthefriendofJean.InBettina'seyes,thereinlayallhismerit.

    Mrs.Scott'scastlewasopenhouse;peoplewerenotinvitedforoneeveningonly,butforeveryevening,andPaul,withenthusiasm,came

    everyevening!Hisdreamwasatlastrealized;hehad,foundParisatLongueval.

    ButPaulwasneitherblindnorafool.Nodoubthewas,onMissPercival'spart,theobjectofveryparticularattentionandfavor.Itpleasedhertotalklong,verylong,alonewithhim.Butwhatwastheeternal,theinexhaustiblesubjectoftheirconversations?Jean,againJean,andalwaysJean!

    Paulwasthoughtless,dissipated,frivolous,buthebecameinearnestwhenJeanwasinquestion;heknewhowtoappreciatehim,heknewhowtolovehim.Nothingtohimwassweeter,nothingwaseasier,thantosayofthefriendofhischildhoodallthegoodthathethoughtofhim,andas

    hesawthatBettinalistenedwithgreatpleasure,Paulgavefreereintohiseloquence.

    Only--andhewasquiteright--Paulwishedoneeveningtoreapthebenefitofhischivalrousconduct.HehadjustbeentalkingforaquarterofanhourwithBettina.Theconversationfinished,hewenttolookforJeanattheotherendofthedrawing-room,andsaidtohim:

    "Youleftthefieldopentome,andIhavemadeaboldstrokeforMissPercival."

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    "Well,youhavenoreasontobediscontentedwiththeresultoftheenterprise.Youarethebestfriendsintheworld."

    "Yes,certainly,prettywell,butnotquitesatisfactory.ThereisnothingmoreamiableormorecharmingthanMissPercival,andreallyitisverygoodofmetoacknowledgeit;for,betweenourselves,shemakesmeplayanungratefulandridiculousrole,arolewhichisquiteunsuitedtomyage.Iam,youwilladmit,ofthelover'sage,andnotofthatoftheconfidant."

    "Oftheconfidant!"

    "Yes,mydearfellow,oftheconfidant!Thatismyoccupationinthishouse.Youwerelookingatusjustnow.Oh,Ihaveverygoodeyes;youwerelookingatus.Well,doyouknowwhatweweretalkingabout?Ofyou,mydearfellow,ofyou,ofyouagain,ofnothingbutyou.Anditisthesamethingeveryevening;thereisnoendtothequestions:

    "'Youwerebroughtuptogether?YoutooklessonstogetherfromtheAbbeConstantin?'

    "'WillhesoonbeCaptain?Andthen?'

    "'Commandant.'

    "'Andthen?'

    "'Colonel,etc.,etc.,etc.'

    "Ah!Icantellyou,myfriendJean,ifyouliked,youmightdreamaverydeliciousdream."

    Jeanwasannoyed,almostangry.Paulwasmuchastonishedatthissuddenattackofirritability.

    "Whatisthematter?HaveIsaidanything--"

    "Ibegyourpardon;Iwaswrong.Buthowcouldyoutakesuchanabsurdideaintoyourhead?"

    "Absurd!Idon'tseeit.Ihaveentertainedtheabsurdideaonmyownaccount."

    "Ah!you--"

    "Why'Ah!you?'IfIhavehadityoumayhaveit;youarebetterworthitthanIam."

    "Paul,Ientreatyou!"

    Jean'sdiscomfortwasevident.

    "Wewillnotspeakofitagain;wewillnotspeakofitagain.WhatIwantedtosay,inshort,isthatMissPercivalperhapsthinksIamagreeable;butastoconsideringmeseriously,thatlittlepersonwillnevercommitsuchafolly.ImustfallbackuponMrs.Scott,butwithoutmuchconfidence.Yousee,Jean,Ishallamusemyselfinthishouse,butIshallmakenothingoutofit."

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    PauldeLavardensdidfallbackuponMrs.Scott,butthenextdaywassurprisedtostumbleuponJean,whohadtakentoplacinghimselfveryregularlyinMrs.Scott'sparticularcircle,forlikeBettinashehadalsoherlittlecourt.ButwhatJeansoughttherewasaprotection,ashelter,arefuge.

    Thedayofthatmemorableconversationonmarriagewithoutlove,Bettinahadalso,forthefirsttime,feltsuddenlyawakeinherthatnecessityoflovingwhichsleeps,butnotveryprofoundly,intheheartsofallyounggirls.Thesensationhadbeenthesame,atthesamemoment,inthesoulofBettinaandthesoulofJean.He,terrified,hadcastitviolentlyfromhim.She,onthecontrary,hadyielded,inallthesimplicityofherperfectinnocence,tothisfloodofemotionandoftenderness.

    Shehadwaitedforlove.Couldthisbelove?Themanwhowastobeherthought,herlife,hersoul--couldthisbehe--thisJean?Whynot?Sheknewhimbetterthansheknewallthosewho,duringthepastyear,hadhauntedherforherfortune,andinwhatsheknewofhimtherewasnothingtodiscouragetheloveofagoodgirl.Farfromit!

    Bothofthemdidwell;bothofthemwereinthewayofdutyandoftruth--she,inyielding;he,inresisting;she,innotthinkingforamomentoftheobscurityofJean;he,inrecoilingbeforehermountainofwealth

    ashewouldhaverecoiledbeforeacrime;she,inthinkingthatshehadnorighttoparleywithlove;he,inthinkinghehadnorighttoparleywithhonor.

    Thisiswhy,inproportionasBettinashowedherselfmoretender,andabandonedherselfwithmorefranknesstothefirstcalloflove--thisiswhyJeanbecame,daybyday,moregloomyandmorerestless.Hewasnotonlyafraidofloving;hewasafraidofbeingloved.

    Heoughttohaveremainedaway;heshouldnothavecomenearher.Hehadtried;hecouldnot;thetemptationwastoostrong;itcarriedhimaway;sohecame.Shewouldcometohim,herhandsextended,asmileonherlips,andherheartinhereyes.Everythinginhersaid:

    "Letustrytoloveeachother,andifwecanlove,wewill!"

    Fearseizedhim.Thosetwohandswhichofferedthemselvestothepressureofhishands,hehardlydaredtouchthem.Hetriedtoescapethoseeyeswhich,tenderandsmiling,anxiousandcurious,triedtomeethiseyes.HetrembledbeforethenecessityofspeakingtoBettina,beforethenecessityoflisteningtoher.

    ItwasthenthatJeantookrefugewithMrs.Scott,anditwasthenthatMrs.Scottgatheredthoseuncertain,agitated,troubledwordswhichwerenotaddressedtoher,andwhichshetookforherself,nevertheless.Itwouldhavebeendifficultnottobemistaken.

    Forofthesestillvagueandconfusedsentimentswhichagitatedher,Bettinahadasyetsaidnothing.Sheguardedandcaressedthesecretofherbuddinglove,asamiserguardsandcaressesthefirstcoinsofhistreasure.Thedaywhensheshouldseeclearlyintoherownheart;thedaythatsheshouldbesurethatsheloved--ah!shewouldspeakthatday,andhowhappysheshouldbetotellalltoSusie!

    Mrs.ScotthadendedbyattributingtoherselfthismelancholyofJean,which,daybyday,tookamoremarkedcharacter.Shewasflatteredby

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    it--awomanisneverdispleasedatthinkingherselfbeloved--andvexedatthesametime.SheheldJeaningreatesteem,ingreataffection;butshewasgreatlydistressedatthethoughtthatifheweresadandunhappy,itwasbecauseofher.

    Susiewas,besides,consciousofherowninnocence.Withothersshehadsometimesbeencoquettish,verycoquettish.Totormentthemalittle,wasthatsuchagreatcrime?Theyhadnothingtodo,theyweregood-for-nothing,itoccupiedthemwhileitamusedher.Ithelpedthemtopasstheirtime,andithelpedher,too.ButSusiehadnottoreproachherselfforhavingflirtedwithJean.Sherecognizedhismeritandhissuperiority;hewasworthmorethantheothers,hewasamantosufferseriously,andthatwaswhatMrs.Scottdidnotwish.Already,twoorthreetimes,shehadbeenonthepointofspeakingtohimveryseriously,veryaffectionately,butshehadreflectedJeanwasgoingawayforthreeweeks;onhisreturn,ifitwerestillnecessary,shewouldreadhimalecture,andwouldactinsuchamannerthatloveshouldnotcomeandfoolishlyinterfereintheirfriendship.

    SoJeanwastogothenextday.BettinahadinsistedthatheshouldspendthislastdayatLongueval,anddineatthehouse.Jeanhadrefused,allegingthathehadmuchtodothenightbeforehisdeparture.

    Hearrivedintheevening,abouthalf-pastten;hecameonfoot.Several

    timesonthewayhehadbeeninclinedtoreturn.

    "IfIhadcourageenough,"hesaidtohimself,"Iwouldnotseeheragain.Ishallleaveto-morrow,andreturnnomoretoSouvignywhilesheisthere.Myresolutionistaken,andtakenforever."

    Buthecontinuedhisway,hewouldseeheragain--forthelasttime.

    Assoonasheenteredthedrawing-room,Bettinahastenedtohim.

    "Itisyouatlast!Howlateyouare!"

    "Ihavebeenverybusy."

    "Andyouaregoingto-morrow?"

    "Yes,to-morrow."

    "Early?"

    "Atfiveinthemorning."

    "Youwillgobytheroadwhichrunsbythewallofthepark,andgoesthroughthevillage?"

    "Yes,thatisthewayweshallgo."

    "Whysoearlyinthemorning?Iwouldhavegoneoutontheterracetoseeyoupass,andtowishyougood-by."

    BettinadetainedforamomentJean'sburninghandinhers.Hedrewitmournfullyaway,withaneffort.

    "Imustgoandspeaktoyoursister,"saidhe.

    "Directly,shehasnotseenyou,thereareadozenpersonsroundher.

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    Comeandsitherealittlewhile,nearme."

    Hewasobligedtoseathimselfbesideher.

    "Wearegoingaway,too,"saidshe.

    "You!"

    "Yes.Anhourago,wereceivedatelegramfrommybrother-in-law,whichhascausedusgreatjoy.Wedidnotexpecthimforamonth,butheiscomingbackinafortnight.Hewillembarkthedayafterto-morrowatNewYork,onboardtheLabrador.WearegoingtomeethimatHavre.Weshallalsostartthedayafterto-morrow;wearegoingtotakethechildren,itwilldothemagreatdealofgoodtospendafewdaysattheseaside.Howpleasedmybrother-in-lawwillbetoknowyou--heknowsyoualready,wehavespokenofyouinallourletters.IamsureyouandMr.Scottwillgetonextremelywelltogether,heissogood.Howlongshallyoustayaway?"

    "Threeweeks."

    "Threeweeksinacamp?"

    "Yes,MissPercival,inthecampofCercottes."

    "InthemiddleoftheforestofOrleans.Imadeyourgodfatherexplainallaboutittomethismorning.OfcourseIamdelightedtogotomeetmybrother-in-law;butatthesametime,Iamalittlesorrytoleavehere,forIshouldhavegoneeverymorningtopayalittlevisittoMonsieurl'Abbe.Hewouldhavegivenmenewsofyou.Perhaps,inabouttendays,youwillwritetomysister--alittlenoteofthreeorfourlines--itwillnottakemuchofyourtime--justtotellherhowyouare,andthatyoudonotforgetus."

    "Oh,astoforgettingyou,astolosingtheremembranceofyourextremekindness,yourgoodness,never,MissPercival,never!"

    Hisvoicetrembled,hewasafraidofhisownemotion,herose.

    "Iassureyou,MissPercival,Imustgoandspeaktoyoursister.Sheislookingatme.Shemustbeastonished."

    Hecrossedtheroom,Bettinafollowedhimwithhereyes.

    Mrs.Nortonhadjustplacedherselfatthepianotoplayawaltzfortheyoungpeople.

    PauldeLavardensapproachedMissPercival.

    "Willyoudomethehonor,MissPercival?"

    "IbelieveIhavejustpromisedthisdancetoMonsieurJean,"shereplied.

    "Well,ifnottohim,willyougiveittome?"

    "Thatisunderstood."

    BettinawalkedtowardJean,whohadseatedhimselfnearMrs.Scott.

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    "Ihavejusttoldadreadfulstory,"saidshe."MonsieurdeLavardenshasaskedmeforthisdance,andIrepliedthatIhadpromisedittoyou.Youwouldlikeit,wouldn'tyou?"

    Toholdherinhisarms,tobreathetheperfumeofherhair--Jeanfelthiscouragecouldnotsupportthisordeal,hedarednotaccept.

    "IregretextremelyIcannot,Iamnotwelltonight;IpersistedincomingbecauseIwouldnotleavewithoutwishingyougood-by,butdance,no,itisimpossible!"

    Mrs.Nortonbeganthepreludeofthewaltz.

    "Well,"saidPaul,comingupquitejoyful,"whoisittobe,heorI?"

    "You,"shesaid,sadly,withoutremovinghereyesfromJean.

    Shewasmuchdisturbed,andrepliedwithoutknowingwellwhatshesaid.Sheimmediatelyregrettedhavingaccepted,shewouldhavelikedtostaythere,nearhim.Butitwastoolate,Paultookherhandandledheraway.

    Jeanrose;helookedatthetwo,BettinaandPaul,ahazefloatedbeforehiseyes,hesufferedcruelly.

    "ThereisonlyonethingIcando,"thoughthe,"profitbythiswaltz,andgo.To-morrowIwillwriteafewlinestoMrs.Scotttoexcusemyself."

    Hegainedthedoor,helookednomoreatBettina;hadhelooked,hewouldhavestayed.

    ButBettinalookedathim;andallatonceshesaidtoPaul:

    "Thankyouverymuch,butIamalittletired,letusstop,please.Youwillexcuseme,willyounot?"

    Paulofferedhisarm.

    "No,thankyou,"saidshe.

    Thedoorwasjustclosing,Jeanwasnolongerthere.Bettinaranacrosstheroom.Paulremainedalone,muchsurprised,understandingnothingofwhathadpassed.

    Jeanwasalreadyatthehall-door,whenheheardsomeonecall--"MonsieurJean!MonsieurJean!"

    Hestoppedandturned.Shewasnearhim.

    "Youaregoingwithoutwishingmegood-by?"

    "Ibegyourpardon,Iamverytired."

    "Thenyoumustnotwalkhome,theweatheristhreatening,"sheextendedherhandout-of-doors,"itisrainingalready."

    "Comeandhaveacupofteainthelittledrawing-room,andIwilltellthemtodriveyouhome,"andturningtowardoneofthefootmen,"tellthemtosendacarriagerounddirectly."

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    "No,MissPercival,pray,theopenairwillreviveme.Imustwalk,letmego."

    "Go,then,butyouhavenogreatcoat,takesomethingtowrapyourselfin."

    "Ishallnotbecold--whileyouwiththatopendress--Ishallgotoobligeyoutogoin."Andwithoutevenofferinghishand,heranquicklydownthesteps.

    "IfItouchherhand,"hethought,"Iamlost,mysecretwillescapeme."

    Hissecret!HedidnotknowthatBettinareadhisheartlikeanopenbook.

    WhenJeanhaddescendedthesteps,hehesitatedoneshortmoment,thesewordswereuponhislips:

    "Iloveyou,Iadoreyou,andthatiswhyIwillseeyounomore!"

    Buthedidnotutterthesewords,hefledawayandwassoonlostinthedarkness.

    Bettinaremainedthereagainstthebrilliantbackgroundmadebythelightfromthehall.Greatdropsofrain,drivenbythewind,sweptacrossherbareshouldersandmadehershiver;shetooknonotice,shedistinctlyheardherheartbeat.

    "Iknewverywellthathelovedme,"shethought,"butnowIamverysure,thatI,too--oh!yes!I,too!--"

    Allatonce,inoneofthegreatmirrorsinthehalldoor,shesawthereflectionofthetwofootmenwhostoodtheremotionless,neartheoaktableinthehall.Bettinaheardburstsoflaughterandthestrainsofthewaltz;shestopped.Shewishedtobealone,completelyalone,andaddressingoneoftheservants,shesaid:

    "GoandtellyourmistressthatIamverytired,andhavegonetomyownroom."

    Annie,hermaid,hadfallenasleep,inaneasy-chair.Shesentheraway.Shewouldundressherself.Sheletherselfsinkonacouch,shewasoppressedwithdeliciousemotion.

    Thedoorofherroomopened,itwasMrs.Scott.

    "Youarenotwell,Bettina?"

    "Oh,Susie,isityou,mySusie?howniceofyoutocome.Sithere,

    closetome,quiteclosetome."

    Shehidherselflikeachildinthearmsofhersister,caressingwithherburningbrowSusie'sfreshshoulders.Thenshesuddenlyburstintosobs,greatsobs,whichstifled,suffocatedher.

    "Bettina,mydarling,whatisthematter?"

    "Nothing,nothing!itisnothing,itisjoy--joy!"

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    "Joy?"

    "Yes,yes,wait--letmecryalittle,itwilldomesomuchgood.Butdonotbefrightened,donotbefrightened."

    Beneathhersister'scaress,Bettinagrewcalm,soothed.

    "Itisover,Iambetternow,andIcantalktoyou.ItisaboutJean."

    "Jean!YoucallhimJean?"

    "Yes,IcallhimJean.Haveyounotnoticedforsometimethathewasdullandlookedquitemelancholy?"

    "Yes,Ihave."

    "Whenhecame,hewentandpostedhimselfnearyou,andstayedthere,silent,absorbedtosuchadegree,thatforseveraldaysIaskedmyself--pardonmeforspeakingtoyouwithsuchfrankness,itismyway,youknow--Iaskedmyselfifitwerenotyouwhomheloved,Susie;youaresocharming,itwouldhavebeensonatural!Butno,itwasnotyou,itwasI!"

    "You?"

    "Yes,I.Listen,hescarcelydaredtolookatme,heavoidedme,hefledfromme,hewasafraidofme,evidentlyafraid.Now,injustice,amIapersontoinspirefear?IamsureIamnot!"

    "Certainlynot!"

    "Ah!itwasnotIofwhomhewasafraid,itwasmymoney,myhorridmoney!Thismoneywhichattractsalltheothersandtemptsthemsomuch,thismoneyterrifieshim,driveshimdesperate,becauseheisnotliketheothers,becausehe--"

    "Mychild,takecare,perhapsyouaremistaken."

    "Oh,no,Iamnotmistaken!Justnow,atthedoor,whenhewasgoingaway,hesaidsomewordstome.Thesewordswerenothing.Butifyouhadseenhisdistressinspiteofallhiseffortstocontrolit!Susie,dearSusie,bytheaffectionwhichIbearyou,andGodknowshowgreatisthataffection,thisismyconviction,myabsoluteconviction--if,insteadofbeingMissPercival,IhadbeenapoorlittlegirlwithoutapennyJeanwouldthenhavetakenmyhand,andhavetoldmethathelovedme,andifhehadspokentomethus,doyouknowwhatIshouldhavereplied?"

    "Thatyoulovedhim,too?"

    "Yes;andthatiswhyIamsohappy.WithmeitisafixedideathatImustadorethemanwhowillbemyhusband.Well!Idon'tsaythatIadoreJean,no,notyet;butstillitisbeginning,Susie,anditisbeginningsosweetly."

    "Bettina,itreallymakesmeuneasytoseeyouinthisstateofexcitement.IdonotdenythatMonsieurReynaudismuchattachedtoyou--"

    "Oh,morethanthat,morethanthat!"

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    "Lovesyou,ifyoulike;yes,youareright,youarequiteright.Helovesyou;andareyounotworthy,mydarling,ofallthelovethatonecanbearyou?AstoJean--itisprogressingdecidedly,hereamIalsocallinghimJean--well!youknowwhatIthinkofhim.Irankhimvery,veryhigh.Butinspiteofthat,ishereallyasuitablehusbandforyou?"

    "Yes,ifIlovehim."

    "Iamtryingtotalksensiblytoyou,andyou,onthecontrary--Understandme,Bettina;Ihaveanexperienceoftheworldwhichyoucannothave.SinceourarrivalinParis,wehavebeenlaunchedintoaverybrilliant,veryanimated,veryaristocraticsociety.Youmighthavebeenalready,ifyouhadliked,marchionessorprincess."

    "Yes,butIdidnotlike."

    "ItwouldnotmattertoyoutobecalledMadameReynaud?"

    "Notintheleast,ifIlovehim."

    "Ah!youreturnalwaysto--"

    "Becausethatisthetruequestion.Thereisnoother.NowIwillbesensibleinmyturn.Thisquestion--Igrantthatthisisnotquitesettled,andthatIhave,perhaps,allowedmyselftobetooeasilypersuaded.YouseehowsensibleIam.Jeanisgoingawayto-morrow,Ishallnotseehimagainforthreeweeks.DuringthesethreeweeksIshallhaveampletimetoquestionmyself,toexaminemyself,inaword,toknowmyownmind.Undermygiddymanner,Iamseriousandthoughtful,youknowthat?"

    "Oh,yes,Iknowit."

    "Well,Iwillmakethispetitiontoyou,asIwouldhaveaddressedittoourmotherhadshebeenhere.If,inthreeweeks,Isaytoyou,'Susie,

    IamcertainthatIlovehim,'willyouallowmetogotohim,myself,quitealone,andaskhimifhewillhavemeforhiswife?ThatiswhatyoudidwithRichard.Tellme,Susie,willyouallowme?"

    "Yes,Iwillallowyou."

    Bettinaembracedhersister,andmurmuredthesewordsinherear:

    "Thankyou,mamma."

    "Mamma,mamma!Itwasthusthatyouusedtocallmewhenyouwereachild,whenwewerealoneintheworldtogether,whenIusedtoundressyouinourpoorroominNewYork,whenIheldyouinmyarms,whenIlaid

    youinyourlittlebed,whenIsangyoutosleep.Andsincethen,Bettina,Ihavehadonlyonedesireintheworld,yourhappiness.ThatiswhyIbegyoutoreflectwell.Donotanswerme,donotletustalkanymoreofthat.Iwishtoleaveyouverycalm,verytranquil.YouhavesentawayAnnie,wouldyoulikemetobeyourlittlemammaagaintonight,toundressyou,andputyoutobedasIusedtodo?"

    "Yes,Ishouldlikeitverymuch."

    "Andwhenyouareinbed,youpromisemetobeverygood?"

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    "Asgoodasanangel."

    "Youwilldoyourbesttogotosleep?"

    "Myverybest."

    "Veryquietly,withoutthinkingofanything?"

    "Veryquietly,withoutthinkingofanything."

    "Verywell,then."

    Tenminutesafter,Bettina'sprettyheadrestedgentlyamidembroideriesandlace.Susiesaidtohersister:

    "Iamgoingdowntothosepeoplewhoboremedreadfullythisevening.Beforegoingtomyownroom,Ishallcomebackandseeifyouareasleep.Donotspeak.Gotosleep."

    Shewentaway.Bettinaremainedalone;shetriedtokeepherword;sheendeavoredtogotosleep,butonlyhalf-succeeded.Shefellintoahalf-slumberwhichleftherfloatingbetweendreamandreality.Shehadpromisedtothinkofnothing,andyetshethoughtofhim,alwaysofhim,

    ofnothingbuthim,vaguely,confusedly.

    Howlongatimepassedthusshecouldnottell.

    Allatonceitseemedtoherthatsomeonewaswalkinginherroom;shehalf-openedhereyes,andthoughtsherecognizedhersister.Inaverysleepyvoiceshesaidtoher:

    "YouknowIlovehim."

    "Hush!gotosleep."

    "Iamasleep!Iamasleep!"

    Atlastshedidfallsoundasleep,lessprofoundly,however,thanusual,foraboutfouro'clockinthemorningshewassuddenlyawakenedbyanoise,which,thenightbefore,wouldnothavedisturbedherslumber.Therainfellintorrents,andbeatagainstherwindow.

    "Oh,itisraining!"shethought."Hewillgetwet."

    Thatwasherfirstthought.Sherose,crossedtheroombarefooted,half-openedtheshutters.Thedayhadbroke,grayandlowering;thecloudswereheavywithrain,thewindblewtempestuously,anddrovetherainingustsbeforeit.

    Bettinadidnotgobacktobed,shefeltitwouldbequiteimpossibletosleepagain.Sheputonadressing-gown,andremainedatthewindow;shewatchedthefallingrain.Sincehepositivelymustgo,shewouldhavelikedtheweathertobefine;shewouldhavelikedbrightsunshinetohavecheeredhisfirstday'smarch.

    WhenshecametoLonguevalamonthago,Bettinadidnotknowwhatthismeant.Butsheknewitnow.Aday'smarchfortheartilleryistwentyorthirtymiles,withanhour'shaltforluncheon.ItwastheAbbeConstantinwhohadtaughtherthat;whengoingtheirroundsinthe

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    morningamongthepoor,BettinaoverwhelmedtheCurewithquestionsonmilitaryaffairs,andparticularlyontheartillery.

    Twentyorthirtymilesunderthispouringrain!PoorJean!BettinathoughtofyoungTurner,youngNorton,ofPauldeLavardens,whowouldsleepcalmlytillteninthemorning,whileJeanwasexposedtothisdeluge.

    PauldeLavardens!

    Thisnameawokeinherapainfulmemory,thememoryofthatwaltztheeveningbefore.Tohavedancedlikethat,whileJeanwassoobviouslyintrouble!Thatwaltztooktheproportionsofacrimeinhereyes;itwasahorriblethingthatshehaddone.

    Andthen,hadshenotbeenwantingincourageandfranknessinthatlastinterviewwithJean?Heneithercouldnordaredsayanything;butshemighthaveshownmoretenderness,moreexpansiveness.Sadandsufferingashewas,sheshouldneverhaveallowedhimtogobackonfoot.Sheoughttohavedetainedhimatanyprice.Herimaginationtormentedandexcitedher;Jeanmusthavecarriedawaywithhimtheimpressionthatshewasabadlittlecreature,heartlessandpitiless.Andinhalf-an-hourhewasgoingaway,awayforthreeweeks.Ah!ifshecouldbyanymeans--butthereisaway!Theregimentmustpassalongthewallofthepark,

    undertheterrace.

    BettinawasseizedwithawilddesiretoseeJeanpass;hewouldunderstandwell,ifhesawheratsuchanhour,thatshehadcometobeghispardonforhercrueltyofthepreviousevening.Yes,shewouldgo!ButshehadpromisedtoSusietobeasgoodasanangel,andtodowhatshewasgoingtodo,wasthatbeingasgoodasanangel?ShewouldmakeupforitbyacknowledgingalltoSusiewhenshecameinagain,andSusiewouldforgiveher.

    Shewouldgo!Shehadmadeuphermind.Onlyhowshouldshedressherself?Shehadnothingathandbutamuslindressing-gown,littlehigh-heeledslippers,andbluesatinshoes.Shemightwakehermaid.

    Oh,neverwouldshedaretodothat,andtimepressed;aquartertofive!theregimentwouldstartatfiveo'clock.

    Shemight,perhaps,managewiththemuslindressing-gown,andthesatinshoes;inthehall,shemightfindherhat,herlittlesabotswhichsheworeinthegarden,andthelargetartancloakfordrivinginwetweather.Shehalf-openedherdoorwithinfiniteprecautions.Everythingsleptinthehouse;shecreptalongthecorridor,shedescendedthestaircase.

    Ifonlythelittlesabotsarethereintheirplace;thatishergreatanxiety.Theretheyare!Sheslipsthemonoverhersatinshoes,shewrapsherselfinhergreatmantle.

    Shehearsthattherainhasredoubledinviolence.Shenoticesoneofthoselargeumbrellaswhichthefootmenuseontheboxinwetweather;sheseizesit;sheisready;butwhensheisreadytogo,sheseesthatthehall-doorisfastenedbyagreatironbar.Shetriestoraiseit;buttheboltholdsfast,resistsallherefforts,andthegreatclockinthehallslowlystrikesfive.Heisstartingatthatmoment.

    Shewillseehim!shewillseehim!Herwillisexcitedbytheseobstacles.Shemakesagreateffort;thebaryields,slipsbackinthe

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    groove.ButBettinahasmadealongscratchonherhand,fromwhichissuesaslenderstreamofblood.Bettinatwistsherhandkerchiefroundherhand,takeshergreatumbrella,turnsthekeyinthelock;andopensthedoor.

    Atlastsheisoutofthehouse!

    Theweatherisfrightful.Thewindandtherainragetogether.Ittakesfiveorsixminutestoreachtheterracewhichlooksovertheroad.Bettinadartsforwardcourageously;herheadbent,hiddenunderherimmenseumbrella,shehastakenafewsteps.Allatonce,furious,mad,blinding,asuddensquallburstsuponBettina,buriesherinhermantle,drivesheralong,liftsheralmostfromtheground,turnstheumbrellaviolentlyinsideout;thatisnothing,thedisasterisnotyetcomplete.

    Bettinahaslostoneofherlittlesabots;theywerenotpracticalsabots;theywereonlyprettylittlethingsforfineweather,andatthismoment,whenBettinastrugglesagainstthetempestwithherbluesatinshoehalfburiedinthewetgravel,atthismomentthewindbearstoherthedistantechoofablastoftrumpets.Itistheregimentstarting!

    Bettinamakesadesperateeffort,abandonsherumbrella,findsherlittlesabot,fastensitonaswellasshecan,andstartsoffrunning,withadelugedescendingonherhead.

    Atlast,sheisinthewood,thetreesprotectheralittle.Anotherblast,nearerthistime.Bettinafanciesshehearstherollingofthegun-carriages.Shemakesalasteffort,thereistheterrace,sheistherejustintime.

    Twentyyardsoffsheperceivedthewhitehorsesofthetrumpeters,andalongtheroadcaughtglimpses,vaguelyappearingthroughthefog,ofthelonglineofgunsandwagons.

    Sheshelteredherselfunderoneoftheoldlimeswhichborderedtheterrace.Shewatched,shewaited.Heisthereamongthatconfusedmassofriders.Willshebeabletorecognizehim?Andhe,willheseeher?

    Willanychancemakehimturnhisheadthatway?

    BettinaknowsthatheisLieutenantinthesecondbatteryofhisregiment;sheknowsthatabatteryiscomposedofsixguns,andsixammunitionwagons.OfcourseitistheAbbeConstantinwhohastaughtherthat.Thusshemustallowthefirstbatterytopass,thatistosay,countsixguns,sixwagons,andthen--hewillbethere.

    Thereheisatlast,wrappedinhisgreatcloak,anditishewhosees,whorecognizesherfirst.Afewmomentsbefore,hehadrecalledtohismindalongwalkwhichhehadtakenwithheroneevening,whennightwasfalling,onthatterrace.Heraisedhiseyes,andtheveryspotwhereherememberedhavingseenher,wasthespotwherehefoundheragain.He

    bowed,and,bareheadedintherain,turningroundinhissaddle,aslongashecouldseeher,helookedather.Hesaidagaintohimselfwhathehadsaidthepreviousevening:

    "Itisforthelasttime."

    Withacharminggestureofbothhands,shereturnedhisfarewell,andthisgesture,repeatedmanytimes,broughtherhandssonear,sonearherlips,thatonemighthavefancied--

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    "Ah!"shethought,"if,afterthat,hedoesnotunderstandthatIlovehim,anddoesnotforgivememymoney!"

    CHAPTERIX

    THEREWARDOFTENDERCOURAGE

    Itwasthe20thofAugust,thedaywhichshouldbringJeanbacktoLongueval.

    Bettinaawokeveryearly,rose,andranimmediatelytothewindow.Theeveningbefore,theskyhadlookedthreatening,heavywithclouds.Bettinasleptbutlittle,andallnightprayedthatitmightnotrainthenextday.

    IntheearlymorningadensefogenvelopedtheparkofLongueval,thetreesofwhichwerehiddenfromview,asbyacurtain.Butgraduallytheraysofthesundissipatedthemist,thetreesbecamevaguelydiscerniblethroughthevapor;then,suddenly,thesunshonebrilliantly,floodingwithlightthepark,andthefieldsbeyond;andthelake,wheretheblackswansweredisportingthemselvesintheradiantlight,appearedasbright

    asasheetofpolishedmetal.

    Theweatherwasgoingtobebeautiful.Bettinawasalittlesuperstitious.Thesunshinegiveshergoodhopeandgoodcourage."Thedaybeginswell,soitwillfinishwell."

    Mr.Scotthadcomehomeseveraldaysbefore.Susie,Betting,andthechildrenwaitedonthequayatHavreforthearrivalofhissteamer.

    Theyexchangedmanytenderembraces;then,Richard,addressinghissister-in-law,said,laughingly:

    "Well,whenistheweddingtobe?"

    "Whatwedding?"

    "Yours."

    "Mywedding?"

    "Yes,certainly."

    "AndtowhomamIabouttobemarried?"

    "ToMonsieurJeanReynaud."

    "Ah!Susiehaswrittentoyou?"

    "Susie?Notatall.Susiehasnotsaidaword.Itisyou,Bettina,whohavewrittentome.Forthelasttwomonths,allyourlettershavebeenoccupiedwiththisyoungofficer."

    "Allmyletters?"

    "Yes,andyouhavewrittentomeoftenerandmoreatlengththanusual.Idonotcomplainofthat,butIdoaskwhenyouaregoingtopresentme

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    withabrother-in-law?"

    Hespokejestingly,butBettinareplied:

    "Soon,Ihope."

    Mr.Scottperceivedthattheaffairwasserious.Whenreturninginthecarriage,BettinaaskedMr.Scottifhehadkeptherletters.

    "Certainly,"hereplied.

    Shereadthemagain.Itwasindeedonlywith"Jean"thatalltheselettershavebeenfilled.Shefoundthereinrelated,downtothemosttriflingdetails,theirfirstmeeting.TherewastheportraitofJeaninthevicaragegarden,withhisstrawhatandhisearthenwaresalad-dish--andthenitwasagainMonsieurJean,alwaysMonsieurJean.Shediscoveredthatshehadlovedhimmuchlongerthanshehadsuspected.Atlastitwasthe10thofAugust.Luncheonwasjustover,andHarryandBellawereimpatient.Theyknewthatbetweenoneandtwoo'clocktheregimentmustpassthroughthevillage.Theyhadbeenpromisedthattheyshouldbetakentoseethesoldierspass,andforthem,aswellasforBettina,thereturnofthe9thArtillerywasagreatevent.

    "AuntBetty,"saidBella,"AuntBetty,comewithus."

    "Yes,docome,"saidHarry,"docome,weshallseeourfriendJean,onhisbiggrayhorse."

    Bettinaresisted,refused--andyethowgreatwasthetemptation.Butno,shewouldnotgo,shewouldnotseeJeanagaintilltheevening,whenshewouldgivehimthatdecisiveexplanationforwhichshehadbeenpreparingherselfforthelastthreeweeks.Thechildrenwentawaywiththeirgovernesses.Bettina,Susie,andRichardwenttositinthepark,quiteclosetothecastle,andassoonastheywereestablishedthere:

    "Susie,"saidBettina,"Iamgoingtoremindyoutodayofyourpromise;yourememberwhatpassedbetweenusthenightofhisdeparture;we

    settledthatif,onthedayofhisreturn,Icouldsaytoyou,'Susie,IamsurethatIlovehim,'wesettledthatyouwouldallowmetospeakfranklytohim,andaskhimifhewouldhavemeforhiswife."

    "Yes,Ididpromiseyou.Butareyouverysure?"

    "Absolutely--andnowthetimehascometoredeemyourpromise.IwarnyouthatIintendtobringhimtothisveryplace,"sheadded,smiling,"tothisseat;andtousealmostthesamelanguagetohimthatyouformerlyusedtoRichard.Youweresuccessful,Susie,youareperfectlyhappy,andI--thatiswhatIwishtobe."

    "Richard,SusiehastoldyouaboutMonsieurReynaud."

    "Yes,andshehastoldmethatthereisnomanofwhomshehasahigheropinion,but--"

    "Butshehastoldyouthatformeitwouldbearatherquiet,rathercommonplacemarriage.Oh,naughtysister!Willyoubelieveit,Richard,thatIcannotgetthisfearoutofherhead?Shedoesnotunderstandthat,beforeeverything,Iwishtoloveandbeloved;willyoubelieveit,Richard,thatonlylastweekshelaidahorribletrapforme?YouknowthatthereexistsacertainPrinceRomanelli."

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    "Yes,Iknowyoumighthavebeenaprincess."

    "Thatwouldnothavebeenimmenselydifficult,Ibelieve.Well,onedayIwassofoolishastosaytoSusie,that,inextremity,ImightacceptthePrinceRomanelli.Now,justimaginewhatshedid.TheTurnerswereatTrouville,Susiehadarrangedalittleplot.WelunchedwiththePrince,buttheresultwasdisastrous.Accepthim!ThetwohoursthatIpassedwithhim,IpassedinaskingmyselfhowIcouldhavesaidsuchathing.No,Richard;no,Susie;Iwillbeneitherprincess,normarchioness,norcountess.MywishistobeMadameJeanReynaud;if,however,MonsieurJeanReynaudwillagreetoit,andthatisbynomeanscertain."

    Theregimententeredthevillage,andsuddenlymilitarymusicburstmartialandjoyousacrossthespace.Allthreeremainedsilent,itwastheregiment,itwasJeanwhopassed;thesoundbecamefainter,diedaway,andBettinacontinued:

    "No,thatisnotcertain.Helovesme,however,andmuch,butwithoutknowingwellwhatIam;IthinkthatIdeservetobeloveddifferently;IthinkthatIshouldnotcausehimsomuchterror,somuchfear,ifheknewmebetter,andthatiswhyIaskyoutopermitmetospeaktohimthiseveningfreely,frommyheart."

    "Wewillallowyou,"repliedRichard,"youshallspeaktohimfreely,forweknow,bothofus,Bettina,thatyouwillneverdoanythingthatisnotnobleandgenerous."

    "Atleast,Ishalltry."

    Thechildrenranuptothem;theyhadseenJean,hewasquitewhitewithdust,hesaidgood-morningtothem.

    "Only,"addedBella,"heisnotverynice,hedidnotstoptotalktous;usuallyhestops,butthistimehewouldn't."

    "Yes,hewould,"repliedHarry,"foratfirstheseemedasifheweregoingto--andthenhewouldnot,hewentaway."

    "Well,hedidn'tstop,anditissonicetotalktoasoldier,especiallywhenheisonhorseback."

    "Itisnotthatonly,itisthatweareveryfondofMonsieurJean;ifyouknew,papa,howkindheis,andhownicelyheplayswithus."

    "Andwhatbeautifuldrawingshemakes.Harry,yourememberthatgreatPunchwhowassofunny,withhisstick,youknow?"

    "Andthedog,therewasthelittledog,too,asintheshow."

    ThetwochildrenwentawaytalkingoftheirfriendJean.

    "Decidedly,"saidMr.Scott,"everyonelikeshiminthishouse."

    "Andyouwillbelikeeveryoneelsewhenyouknowhim,"repliedBettina.

    Theregimentbrokeintoatrotalongthehighroad,afterleavingthevillage.TherewastheterracewhereBettinahadbeentheothermorning.Jeansaidtohimself:

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    "Supposingsheshouldbethere."

    Hedreadedandhopeditatthesametime.Heraisedhishead,helooked,shewasnotthere.

    Hehadnotseenheragain,hewouldnotseeheragain,foralong-timeatleast.Hewouldstartthatveryeveningatsixo'clockforParis;oneofthepersonagesintheWarOfficewasinterestedinhim;hewouldtrytogetexchangedintoanotherregiment.

    AloneatCercottes,Jeanhadhadtimetoreflectdeeply,andthatwastheresultofhisreflections.Hecouldnot,hemustnot,beBettinaPercival'shusband.

    Themendismountedatthebarracks,JeantookleaveofhisColonel,hiscomrades;allwasover.Hewasfree,hecouldgo.

    Buthedidnotgo;helookedaroundhim.Howhappyhewasthreemonthsago,whenherodeoutofthatgreatyardamidthenoiseofthecannonrollingoverthepavementofSouvigny;buthowsadlyheshouldrideawayto-day!Formerlyhislifewasthere;wherewoulditbehereafter?

    Hereturned,wenttohisownroom,andwrotetoMrs.Scott;hetoldher

    thathisdutiesobligedhimtoleaveimmediately,hecouldnotdineatthecastle,andbeggedMrs.ScotttorememberhimtoMissBettina.Bettina,ah!whattroubleitcosthimtowritethatname.Heclosedhisletter;hewouldsenditdirectly.

    Hemadehispreparationsfordeparture;thenhewenttowishhisgodfatherfarewell.Thatiswhatcosthimmost;hemustspeaktohimonlyofashortabsence.

    Heopenedoneofthedrawersofhisbureautotakeoutsomemoney.Thefirstthingthatmethiseyeswasalittlenoteonbluishpaper;itwastheonlynotewhichhehadeverreceivedfromher.

    "Willyouhavethekindnesstogivetotheservantthebookofwhichyouspokeyesterdayevening.Perhapsitwillbealittleseriousforme,butyetIshouldliketotrytoreadit.Weshallseeyouto-night;comeasearlyaspossible."Itwassigned"Bettina."

    Jeanreadandre-readthesefewlines,butsoonhecouldreadthemnolonger,hiseyesweredim.

    "Itisallthatisleftmeofher,"hethought.

    AtthesamemomenttheAbbeConstantinwastete-a-tetewitholdPauline,theyweremakinguptheiraccounts.Thefinancialsituationwasadmirable;morethan2,000francsinhand!AndthewishesofSusieand

    Bettinawereaccomplished,therewerenomorepoorintheneighborhood.Hisoldservant,Pauline,hadevenoccasionalscruplesofconscience.

    "Yousee,MonsieurleCure,"saidshe,"perhapswegivethemalittletoomuch.Thenitwillbespreadaboutinotherparishesthatheretheycanalwaysfindcharity.Anddoyouknowwhatwillhappenthen,oneofthesedays?PoorpeoplewillcomeandsettleinLongueval."

    TheCuregavefiftyfrancstoPauline.Shewenttotakethemtoapoormanwhohadbrokenhisarmafewdaysbefore,byfallingfromthetopof

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    ahay-cart.

    TheAbbeConstantinremainedaloneinthevicarage.Hewasratheranxious.Hehadwatchedforthepassingoftheregiment;butJeanonlystoppedforamoment,helookedsad.Forsometime,theAbbehadnoticedthatJeanhadnolongertheflowofgood-humorandgayetyheoncepossessed.

    TheCuredidnotdisturbhimselftoomuchaboutit,believingittobeoneofthoselittleyouthfultroubleswhichdidnotconcernapooroldpriest.But,onthisoccasion,Jean'sdisturbancewasveryperceptible.

    "Iwillcomebackdirectly,"hesaidtotheCure,"Iwanttospeaktoyou."

    Heturnedabruptlyaway.TheAbbeConstantinhadnotevenhadtimetogiveLoulouhispieceofsugar,orratherhispiecesofsugar,forhehadputfiveorsixinhispocket,consideringthatLoulouhadwelldeservedthisfeastbytenlongdays'march,andascoreofnightspassedundertheopensky.

    Besides,sinceMrs.ScotthadlivedatLongueval,Loulouhadveryoftenhadseveralpiecesofsugar;theAbbeConstantinhadbecomeextravagant,prodigal;hefelthimselfamillionaire,thesugarforLoulouwasoneof

    hisfollies.Oneday,even,hehadbeenonthepointofaddressingtoLoulouhiseverlastinglittlespeech:

    "ThiscomesfromthenewmistressesofLongueval;prayforthemto-night."

    Itwasthreeo'clockwhenJeanarrivedatthevicarage,andtheCuresaid,immediately:

    "Youtoldmethatyouwantedtospeaktome;whatisitabout?"

    "Aboutsomething,mydeargodfather,whichwillsurpriseyou,willgrieveyou--"

    "Grieveme!"

    "Yes,andwhichgrievesme,too--Ihavecometobidyoufarewell."

    "Farewell!youaregoingaway?"

    "Yes,Iamgoingaway."

    "When?"

    "To-day,intwohours."

    "Intwohours?But,mydearboy,youweregoingtodineatthecastleto-night."

    "IhavejustwrittentoMrs.Scotttoexcuseme.Iampositivelyobligedtogo."

    "Directly?"

    "Directly."

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    "Andwhereareyougoing?"

    "ToParis."

    "ToParis!Whythissuddendetermination?"

    "Notsoverysudden!Ihavethoughtaboutitforalongtime."

    "Andyouhavesaidnothingaboutittome!Jean,somethinghashappened.Youareaman,andIhavenolongertherighttotreatyouasachild;butyouknowhowmuchIloveyou;ifyouhavevexations,troubles,whynottellthemtome?Icouldperhapsadviseyou.Jean,whygotoParis?"

    "Ididnotwishtotellyou,itwillgiveyoupain;butyouhavetherighttoknow.IamgoingtoParistoasktobeexchangedintoanotherregiment."

    "Intoanotherregiment!ToleaveSouvigny!"

    "Yes,thatisjustit;ImustleaveSouvignyforashorttime,foralittlewhileonly;buttoleaveSouvignyisnecessary,itiswhatIwishaboveallthings."

    "Andwhataboutme,Jean,doyounotthinkofme?Alittlewhile!Alittlewhile!Butthatisallthatremainstomeoflife,alittlewhile.Andduringtheselastdays,thatIowetothegraceofGod,itwasmyhappiness,yes,Jean,myhappiness,tofeelyouhere,nearme,andnowyouaregoingaway!Jean,waitalittlepatiently,itcannotbeforverylongnowfor.WaituntilthegoodGodhascalledmetohimself,waittillIshallbegone,tomeetthere,athisside,yourfatherandyourmother.Donotgo,Jean,donotgo."

    "Ifyouloveme,Iloveyou,too,andyouknowitwell."

    "Yes,Iknowit."

    "IhavejustthesameaffectionforyounowthatIhadwhenIwasquitelittle,whenyoutookmetoyourself,whenyoubroughtmeup.Myhearthasnotchanged,willneverchange.Butifduty--ifhonor--obligemetogo?"

    "Ah,ifitisduty,ifitishonor,Isaynothingmore,Jean,thatstandsbeforeall!--all!--all!Ihavealwaysknownyouagoodjudgeofyourduty,yourhonor.Go,myboy,go,Iaskyounothingmore,Iwishtoknownomore."

    "ButIwishtotellyouall,"criedJean,vanquishedbyhisemotion,"anditisbetterthatyoushouldknowall.Youwillstayhere,youwillreturntothecastle,youwillseeheragain--her!"

    "Seeher!Who?"

    "Bettina!"

    "Bettina?"

    "Iadoreher,Iadoreher!"

    "Oh,mypoorboy!"

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    "Pardonmeforspeakingtoyouofthesethings;butItellyouasIwouldhavetoldmyfather."

    "Andthen,Ihavenotbeenabletospeakofittoanyone,anditstifledme;yes,itisamadnesswhichhasseizedme,whichhasgrownuponme,littlebylittle,againstmywill,foryouknowvery-well--MyGod!ItwasherethatIbegantoloveher.Youknow,whenshecameherewithhersister--withthelittle'rouleaux'offrancs--herhairfelldown--andthentheevening,themonthofMary!ThenIwaspermittedtoseeherfreely,familiarly,andyou,yourself,spoketomeconstantlyofher.Youpraisedhersweetness,hergoodness.Howoftenhaveyoutoldmethattherewasnooneintheworldbetterthansheis!"

    "AndIthoughtit,andIthinkitstill.AndnoonehereknowsherbetterthanIdo,foritisIalonewhohaveseenherwiththepoor.Ifyouonlyknewhowtender,andhowgoodsheis!Neitherwretchednessnorsufferingrepulseher.But,mydearboy,Iamwrongtotellyouallthis."

    "No,no,Iwillseehernomore,Ipromiseyou;butIliketohearyouspeakofher."

    "Inyourwholelife,Jean,youwillnevermeetabetterwoman,norone

    whohasmoreelevatedsentiments.Tosuchapoint,thatoneday--shehadtakenmewithherinanopencarriage,fulloftoys--shewastakingthesetoystoapoorsicklittlegirl,andwhenshegavethemtoher,tomakethepoorlittlethinglaugh,toamuseher,shetalkedsoprettilytoherthatIthoughtofyou,andIsaidtomyself,Irememberitnow,'Ah,ifshewerepoor!'"

    "Ah!ifshewerepoor,butsheisnot."

    "Oh,no!Butwhatcanyoudo,mypoorchild!Ifitgivesyoupaintoseeher,tolivenearher;aboveall,ifitwillpreventyousuffering--go,go--andyet,andyet--"

    Theoldpriestbecamethoughtful,lethisheadfallbetweenhishands,andremainedsilentforsomemoments;thenhecontinued:

    "Andyet,Jean,doyouknowwhatIthink?IhaveseenagreatdealofMademoiselleBettinasinceshecametoLongueval.Well--whenIreflect--itdidnotastonishmethatanyoneshouldbeinterestedinyou,foritseemedsonatural--butshetalkedalways,yes,alwaysofyou."

    "Ofme?"

    "Yes,ofyou,andofyourfatherandmother;shewascurioustoknowhowyoulived.Shebeggedmetoexplaintoherwhatasoldier'slifewas,thelifeofatruesoldier,wholovedhisprofession,andperformedhis

    dutiesconscientiously."

    "Itisextraordinary,sinceyouhavetoldmethis,recollectionscrowduponme,athousandlittlethingscollectandgroupthemselvestogether.TheyreturnedfromHavreyesterdayatthreeo'clock.Well!anhouraftertheirarrivalshewashere.Anditwasofyouofwhomshespokedirectly.Sheaskedifyouhadwrittentome,ifyouhadnotbeenill,whenyouwouldarrive,atwhathour,iftheregimentwouldpassthroughthevillage?"

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    "Itisuselessatthismoment,mydeargodfather,"saidJean,"torecallallthesememories."

    "No,itisnotuseless.Sheseemedsopleased,sohappyeven,thatsheshouldseeyouagain!Shewouldmakequiteafeteofthedinnerthisevening.Shewouldintroduceyoutoherbrother-in-law,whohascomeback.Thereisnooneelseinthehouseatthismoment,notasinglevisitor.Sheinsistedstronglyonthispoint,andIrememberherlastwords--shewasthere,onthethresholdofthedoor:

    "'Therewillbeonlyfiveofus,'shesaid,'youandMonsieurJean,mysister,mybrother-in-law,andmyself.'

    "Andthensheadded,laughing,'Quiteafamilyparty.'

    "Withthesewordsshewent,shealmostranaway.Quiteafamilyparty!DoyouknowwhatIthink,Jean?Doyouknow?"

    "Youmustnotthinkthat,youmustnot."

    "Jean,Ibelievethatshelovesyou."

    "AndIbelieveit,too."

    "You,too!"

    "WhenIlefther,threeweeksago,shewassoagitated,somoved!Shesawmesadandunhappy,shewouldnotletmego.Itwasatthedoorofthecastle.Iwasobligedtotearmyself,yes,literallytearmyselfaway.Ishouldhavespoken,burstout,toldherall.AfterIhadgoneafewsteps,Istoppedandturned.Shecouldnolongerseeme,Iwaslostinthedarkness;butIcouldseeher.Shestoodtheremotionless,hershouldersandarmsbare,intherain,hereyesfixedonthewaybywhichIhadgone.PerhapsIammadtothinkthat.Perhapsitwasonlyafeelingofpity.Butno,itwassomethingmorethanpity,fordoyouknowwhatshedidthenextmorning?Shecameatfiveo'clock,inthemostfrightfulweather,toseemepasswiththeregiment--andthen--the

    wayshebademeadieu--oh,myfriend,mydearoldfriend!"

    "Butthen,"saidthepoorCure,completelybewildered,completelyataloss,"butthen,Idonotunderstandyouatall.Ifyouloveher,Jean,andifshelovesyou?"

    "Butthatis,aboveall,thereasonwhyImustgo.IfitwereonlyI,ifIwerecertainthatshehasnotperceivedmylove,certainthatshehasnotbeentouchedbyit,Iwouldstay,Iwouldstay--fornothingbutforthesweetjoyofseeingher,andIwouldloveherfromafar,withoutanyhope,fornothingbutthehappinessoflovingher.Butno,shehasunderstoodtoowell,andfarfromdiscouragingme--thatiswhatforcesmetogo."

    "No,Idonotunderstandit!Iknowwell,mypoorboy,wearespeakingofthingsinwhichIamnogreatscholar,butyouarebothgood,young,andcharming;youloveher,shewouldloveyou,andyouwillnot!"

    "Andhermoney!hermoney!"

    "Whatmattershermoney?Ifitisonlythat,isitbecauseofhermoneythatyouhavelovedher?Itisratherinspiteofhermoney.Yourconscience,myson,wouldbequiteatpeacewithregardtothat,andthat

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    wouldsuffice."

    "No,thatwouldnotsuffice.Tohaveagoodopinionofone'sselfisnotenough;thatopinionmustbesharedbyothers."

    "Oh,Jean!Amongallwhoknowyou,whocandoubtyou?"

    "Whoknows?Andthenthereisanotherthingbesidesthisquestionofmoney,anotherthingmoreseriousandmoregrave.Iamnotthehusbandsuitedtoher."

    "Andwhocouldbemoreworthythanyou?"

    "Thequestiontobeconsideredisnotmyworth;wehavetoconsiderwhatsheisandwhatIam,toaskwhatoughttobeherlife,andwhatoughttobemylife."

    "Oneday,Paul--youknowhehasratherabluntwayofsayingthings,butthatverybluntnessoftenplacesthoughtsmuchmoredistinctlybeforeus--Paulwasspeakingofher;hedidnotsuspectanything;ifhehad,heisgood-natured,hewouldnothavespokenthus--well,hesaidtome:

    "'Whatsheneedsisahusbandwhowouldbeentirelydevotedtoher,toheralone,ahusbandwhowouldhavenoothercarethantomakeher

    existenceaperpetualholiday,ahusbandwhowouldgivehimself,hiswholelife,inreturnforhermoney.'

    "Youknowme;suchahusbandIcannot,Imustnotbe.Iamasoldier,andshallremainone.IfthechancesofmycareersentmesomedaytoagarrisoninthedepthsoftheAlps,orinsomealmostunknownvillageinAlgeria,couldIaskhertofollowme?CouldIcondemnhertothelifeofasoldier'swife,whichisinsomedegreethelifeofasoldierhimself?Thinkofthelifewhichsheleadsnow,ofallthatluxury,ofallthosepleasures!"

    "Yes,"saidtheAbbe,"thatismoreseriousthanthequestionofmoney."

    "Soseriousthatthereisnohesitationpossible.DuringthethreeweeksthatIpassedaloneinthecamp,Ihavewellconsideredallthat;Ihavethoughtofnothingelse,andlovingherasIdolove,thereasonmustindeedbestrongwhichshowsmeclearlymyduty.Imustgo,Imustgofar,veryfaraway,asfaraspossible.Ishallsuffermuch,butImustnotseeheragain!Imustnotseeheragain!"

    Jeansankonachairnearthefireplace.Heremainedtherequiteoverpoweredwithhisemotion.Theoldpriestlookedathim.

    "Toseeyousuffer,mypoorboy!Thatsuchsufferingshouldfalluponyou!Itistoocruel,toounjust!"

    Atthatmomentsomeoneknockedgentlyatthedoor.

    "Ah!"saidtheCure,"donotbeafraid,Jean.Iwillsendthemaway."

    TheAbbewenttothedoor,openedit,andrecoiledasifbeforeanunexpectedapparition.

    ItwasBettina.InamomentshehadseenJean,andgoingdirecttohim:

    "You!"criedshe."Oh,howgladIam!"

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    Herose.Shetookhishands,andaddressingtheCure,shesaid:

    "Ibegyourpardon,MonsieurleCure,forgoingtohimfirst.You,Isawyesterday,andhim,notforthreewholeweeks,notsinceacertainnight,whenheleftourhouse,sadandsuffering."

    ShestillheldJean'shands.Hehadneitherpowertomakeamovementnortoutterasound.

    "Andnow,"continuedBetting,"areyoubetter?No,notyet,Icansee,stillsad.Ah,Ihavedonewelltocome!Itwasaninspiration!However,itembarrassesmealittle,itembarrassesmeagreatdeal,tofindyouhere.YouwillunderstandwhywhenyouknowwhatIhavecometoaskofyourgodfather."

    Sherelinquishedhishands,andturningtowardtheAbbe,said:

    "Ihavecometobegyoutolistentomyconfession--yes,myconfession.Butdonotgoaway,MonsieurJean;Iwillmakemyconfessionpublicly.Iamquitewillingtospeakbeforeyou,andnowIthinkofit,itwillbebetterthus.Letussitdown,shallwe?"

    Shefeltherselffullofconfidenceanddaring.Sheburnedwithfever,

    butwiththatfeverwhich,onthefieldofbattle,givestoasoldierardor,heroism,anddisdainofdanger.TheemotionwhichmadeBettina'sheartbeatquickerthanusualwasahighandgenerousemotion.Shesaidtoherself:

    "Iwillbeloved!Iwilllove!Iwillbehappy!Iwillmakehimhappy!Andsincehehasnotsufficientcouragetodoit,Imusthaveitforboth.Imustmarchalone,myheadhigh,andmyheartatease,totheconquestofourlove,totheconquestofourhappiness!"

    FromherfirstwordsBettinahadgainedovertheAbbeandJeanacompleteascendancy.Theylethersaywhatsheliked,theyletherdoassheliked,theyfeltthatthehourwassupreme;theyunderstoodthatwhatwas

    happeningwouldbedecisive,irrevocable,butneitherwasinapositiontoforesee.

    Theysatdownobediently,almostautomatically;theywaited,theylistened.Alone,ofthethree,Bettinaretainedhercomposure.Itwasinacalmandevenvoicethatshebegan.

    "Imusttellyoufirst,MonsieurleCure,tosetyourconsciencequiteatrest,ImusttellyouthatIamherewiththeconsentofmysisterandmybrother-in-law.TheyknowwhyIhavecome;theyknowwhatIamabouttodo.Theynotonlyknow,buttheyapprove.Thatissettled,isitnot?Well,whatbringsmehereisyourletter,MonsieurJean,thatletterinwhichyoutellmysisterthatyoucannotdinewithusthisevening,and

    thatyouarepositivelyobligedtoleavehere.Thisletterhasunsettledallmyplans.Ihadintended,thisevening--ofcoursewiththepermissionofmysisterandbrother-in-law--Ihadintended,afterdinner,totakeyouintothepark,toseatmyselfwithyouonabench;Iwaschildishenoughtochoosetheplacebeforehand."

    "ThereIshouldhavedeliveredalittlespeech,wellprepared,wellstudied,almostlearnedbyheart,forsinceyourdepartureIhavescarcelythoughtofanythingelse;Irepeatittomyselffrommorningtonight.ThatiswhatIhadproposedtodo,andyouunderstandthatyour

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    lettercausedmemuchembarrassment.Ireflectedalittle,andthoughtthatifIaddressedmylittlespeechtoyourgodfatheritwouldbealmostthesameasifIaddressedittoyou.SoIhavecome,MonsieurleCure,tobegyoutolistentome."

    "Iwilllistentoyou,MissPercival,"stammeredtheAbbe.

    "Iamrich,MonsieurleCure,Iamveryrich,andtospeakfranklyIlovemywealthverymuch-yes,verymuch.ToitIowetheluxurywhichsurroundsme,luxurywhich,Iacknowledge--itisaconfession--isbynomeansdisagreeabletome.MyexcuseisthatIamstillveryyoung;itwillperhapspassasIgrowolder,butofthatIamnotverysure.Ihaveanotherexcuse;itis,thatifIlovemoneyalittleforthepleasurethatitprocuresme,Iloveitstillmoreforthegoodwhichitallowsmetodo.Iloveit--selfishly,ifyoulike--forthejoyofgiving,butIthinkthatmyfortuneisnotverybadlyplacedinmyhands.Well,MonsieurleCure,inthesamewaythatyouhavethecareofsouls,itseemsthatIhavethecareofmoney.Ihavealwaysthought,'Iwish,aboveallthings,thatmyhusbandshouldbeworthyofsharingthisgreatfortune.IwishtobeverysurethathewillmakeagooduseofitwithmewhileIamhere,andafterme,ifImustleavethisworldfirst.'Ithoughtofanotherthing;Ithought,'HewhowillbemyhusbandmustbesomeoneIcanlove!'Andnow,MonsieurleCure,thisiswheremyconfessionreallybegins.Thereisaman,whoforthelasttwomonths,

    hasdoneallhecantoconcealfrommethathelovesme;butIdonotdoubtthatthismanlovesme.Youdoloveme,Jean?"

    "Yes,"saidJean,inalowvoice,hiseyescastdown,lookinglikeacriminal,"Idoloveyou!"

    "Iknewitverywell,butIwantedtohearyousayit,andnowIentreatyou,donotutterasingleword.Anywordsofyourswouldbeuseless,woulddisturbme,wouldpreventmefromgoingstraighttomyaim,andtellingyouwhatIpositivelyintendtosay.Promisemetostaythere,sittingstill,withoutmoving,withoutspeaking.Youpromiseme?"

    "Ipromiseyou."

    Bettina,asshewentonspeaking,begantolosealittleofherconfidence,hervoicetrembledslightly.Shecontinued,however,withagayetythatwasalittleforced:

    "MonsieurleCure,Idonotblameyouforwhathashappened,yetallthisisalittleyourfault."

    "Myfault!"

    "Ah!donotspeak,notevenyou.Yes,Irepeatit,yourfault.IamcertainthatyouhavespokenwellofmetoJean,muchtoowell.Perhaps,withoutthat,hewouldnothavethought--Andatthesametimeyouhave

    spokenverywellofhimtome.Nottoowell--no,no--butyetverywell!Then,Ihadsomuchconfidenceinyou,thatIbegantolookathim,andexamine,himwithalittlemoreattention.Ibegantocomparehimwiththosewho,duringthelastyear,hadaskedmyhand.Itseemedtomethathewasineveryrespectsuperiortothem.

    "Atlast,ithappened,onacertainday,orratheronacertainevening-threeweeksago,theeveningbeforeyoulefthere,Jean--IdiscoveredthatIlovedyou.Yes,Jean,Iloveyou!Ientreatyou,donotspeak;staywhereyouare;donotcomenearme.

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    "BeforeIcamehere,IthoughtIhadsuppliedmyselfwithagoodstockofcourage,butyouseeIhavenolongermyfinecomposureofaminuteago.ButIhavestillsomethingtotellyou,andthemostimportantofall.Jean,listentomewell;Idonotwishforareplytornfromyouremotion;Iknowthatyouloveme.Ifyoumarryme,Idonotwishittobeonlyforlove;Iwishittobealsoforreason.Duringthefortnightbeforeyoulefthere,youtooksomuchpainstoavoidme,toescapeanyconversation,thatIhavenotbeenabletoshowmyselftoyouasIam.Perhapsthereareinmecertainqualitieswhichyoudonotsuspect.

    "Jean,Iknowwhatyouare,IknowtowhatIshouldbindmyselfinmarryingyou,andIshouldbeforyounotonlythelovingandtenderwoman,butthecourageousandconstantwife.Iknowyourentirelife;yourgodfatherhasrelatedittome.Iknowwhyyoubecameasoldier;Iknowwhatduties,whatsacrifices,thefuturemaydemandfromyou.Jean,donotsupposethatIshallturnyoufromanyoftheseduties,fromanyofthesesacrifices.IfIcouldbedisappointedwithyouforanything,itwouldbe,perhaps,forthisthought--oh,youmusthavehadit!--thatIshouldwishyoufree,andquitemyown,thatIshouldaskyoutoabandonyourcareer.Never!never!Understandwell,Ishallneverasksuchathingofyou.

    "AyounggirlwhomIknowdidthatwhenshemarried,andshedidwrong.

    Iloveyou,andIwishyoutobejustwhatyouare.Itisbecauseyoulivedifferentlyfrom,andbetterthan,thosewhohavebeforedesiredmeforawife,thatIdesireyouforahusband.Ishouldloveyouless--perhapsIshouldnotloveyouatall,thoughthatwouldbeverydifficult--ifyouweretobegintoliveasallthoselivewhomIwouldnothave.WhenIcanfollowyou,Iwillfollowyou;whereveryouarewillbemyduty,whereveryouarewillbemyhappiness.Andifthedaycomeswhenyoucannottakeme,thedaywhenyoumustgoalone,well!Jean,onthatday,Ipromiseyoutobebrave,andnottakeyourcouragefromyou.

    "Andnow,MonsieurleCure,itisnottohim,itistoyouthatIamspeaking;Iwantyoutoanswerme,nothim.Tellme,ifhelovesme,

    andfeelsmeworthyofhislove,woulditbejusttomakemeexpiatesoseverelythefortunethatIpossess?Tellme,shouldhenotagreetobemyhusband?"

    "Jean,"saidtheoldpriest,gravely,"marryher.Itisyourduty,anditwillbeyourhappiness!"

    JeanapproachedBettina,tookherinhisarms,andpresseduponherbrowthefirstkiss.

    Bettinagentlyfreedherself,andaddressingtheAbbe,said:

    "Andnow,Monsieurl'Abbe,Ihavestillonethingtoaskyou.Iwish--

    Iwish--"

    "Youwish?"

    "Pray,MonsieurleCure,embraceme,too."

    Theoldpriestkissedherpaternallyonbothcheeks,andthenBettinacontinued:

    "Youhaveoftentoldme,MonsieurleCure,thatJeanwasalmostlikeyour

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    ownson,andIshallbealmostlikeyourowndaughter,shallInot?Soyouwillhavetwochildren,thatisall."

    ...........................

    Amonthafter,onthe12thofSeptember,atmid-day,Bettina,inthesimplestofwedding-gowns,enteredthechurchofLongueval,while,placedbehindthealtar,thetrumpetsofthe9thArtilleryrangjoyouslythroughthearchesoftheoldchurch.

    NancyTurnerhadbeggedforthehonorofplayingtheorganonthissolemnoccasion,forthepoorlittleharmoniumhaddisappeared;anorgan,withresplendentpipes,roseinthegalleryofthechurch--itwasMissPercival'sweddingpresenttotheAbbeConstantin.

    TheoldCuresaidmass,JeanandBettinakneltbeforehim,hepronouncedthebenediction,andthenremainedforsomemomentsinprayer,hisarmsextended,callingdown,withhiswholesoul,theblessingsofHeavenonhistwochildren.

    ThenfloatedfromtheorganthesamereverieofChopin'swhichBettinahadplayedthefirsttimethatshehadenteredthatlittlevillagechurch,wherewastobeconsecratedthehappinessofherlife.

    AndthistimeitwasBettinawhowept.

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