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the duchesse de langeais-第35章

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 in amorous ecstasy all the forces of soul and body are embraced and blended in one。  If a woman falls a victim to the tyrannous frenzy before which Mme de Langeais was forced to bend; she will take one decisive resolution after another so swiftly that it is impossible to give account of them。  Thought after thought rises and flits across her brain; as clouds are whirled by the wind across the grey veil of mist that shuts out the sun。  Thenceforth the facts reveal all。  And the facts are these。

The day after the review; Mme de Langeais sent her carriage and liveried servants to wait at the Marquis de Montriveau's door from eight o'clock in the morning till three in the afternoon。  Armand lived in the Rue de Tournon; a few steps away from the Chamber of Peers; and that very day the House was sitting; but long before the peers returned to their palaces; several people had recognised the Duchess's carriage and liveries。  The first of these was the Baron de Maulincour。  That young officer had met with disdain from Mme de Langeais and a better reception from Mme de Serizy; he betook himself at once therefore to his mistress; and under seal of secrecy told her of this strange freak。

In a moment the news was spread with telegraphic speed through all the coteries in the Faubourg Saint…Germain; it reached the Tuileries and the Elysee…Bourbon; it was the sensation of the day; the matter of all the talk from noon till night。  Almost everywhere the women denied the facts; but in such a manner that the report was confirmed; the men one and all believed it; and manifested a most indulgent interest in Mme de Langeais。  Some among them threw the blame on Armand。

〃That savage of a Montriveau is a man of bronze;〃 said they; 〃he insisted on making this scandal; no doubt。〃

〃Very well; then;〃 others replied; 〃Mme de Langeais has been guilty of a most generous piece of imprudence。  To renounce the world and rank; and fortune; and consideration for her lover's sake; and that in the face of all Paris; is as fine a coup d'etat for a woman as that barber's knife…thrust; which so affected Canning in a court of assize。  Not one of the women who blame the Duchess would make a declaration worthy of ancient times。  It is heroic of Mme de Langeais to proclaim herself so frankly。  Now there is nothing left to her but to love Montriveau。  There must be something great about a woman if she says; ‘I will have but one passion。' 〃

〃But what is to become of society; monsieur; if you honour vice in this way without respect for virtue?〃 asked the Comtesse de Granville; the attorney…general's wife。

While the Chateau; the Faubourg; and the Chaussee d'Antin were discussing the shipwreck of aristocratic virtue; while excited young men rushed about on horseback to make sure that the carriage was standing in the Rue de Tournon; and the Duchess in consequence was beyond a doubt in M。 de Montriveau's rooms; Mme de Langeais; with heavy throbbing pulses; was lying hidden away in her boudoir。  And Armand?he had been out all night; and at that moment was walking with M。 de Marsay in the Gardens of the Tuileries。  The elder members; of Mme de Langeais's family were engaged in calling upon one another; arranging to read her a homily and to hold a consultation as to the best way of putting a stop to the scandal。

At three o'clock; therefore; M。 le Duc de Navarreins; the Vidame de Pamiers; the old Princesse de Blamont…Chauvry; and the Duc de Grandlieu were assembled in Mme la Duchesse de Langeais's drawing…room。  To them; as to all curious enquirers; the servants said that their mistress was not at home; the Duchess had made no exceptions to her orders。  But these four personages shone conspicuous in that lofty sphere; of which the revolutions and hereditary pretensions are solemnly recorded year by year in the Almanach de Gotha; wherefore without some slight sketch of each of them this picture of society were incomplete。

The Princesse de Blamont…Chauvry; in the feminine world; was a most poetic wreck of the reign of Louis Quinze。  In her beautiful prime; so it was said; she had done her part to win for that monarch his appellation of le Bien…aime。  Of her past charms of feature; little remained save a remarkably prominent slender nose; curved like a Turkish scimitar; now the principal ornament of a countenance that put you in mind of an old white glove。  Add a few powdered curls; high…heeled pantoufles; a cap with upstanding loops of lace; black mittens; and a decided taste for ombre。  But to do full justice to the lady; it must be said that she appeared in low…necked gowns of an evening (so high an opinion of her ruins had she); wore long gloves; and raddled her cheeks with Martin's classic rouge。  An appalling amiability in her wrinkles; a prodigious brightness in the old lady's eyes; a profound dignity in her whole person; together with the triple barbed wit of her tongue; and an infallible memory in her head; made of her a real power in the land。  The whole Cabinet des Chartes was entered in duplicate on the parchment of her brain。  She knew all the genealogies of every noble house in Europeprinces; dukes; and countsand could put her hand on the last descendants of Charlemagne in the direct line。  No usurpation of title could escape the Princesse de Blamont…Chauvry。

Young men who wished to stand well at Court; ambitious men; and young married women paid her assiduous homage。  Her salon set the tone of the Faubourg Saint…Germain。  The words of this Talleyrand in petticoats were taken as final decrees。  People came to consult her on questions of etiquette or usages; or to take lessons in good taste。  And; in truth; no other old woman could put back her snuff…box in her pocket as the Princess could; while there was a precision and a grace about the movements of her skirts; when she sat down or crossed her feet; which drove the finest ladies of the young generation to despair。  Her voice had remained in her head during one…third of her lifetime; but she could not prevent a descent into the membranes of the nose; which lent to it a peculiar expressiveness。  She still retained a hundred and fifty thousand livres of her great fortune; for Napoleon had generously returned her woods to her; so that personally and in the matter of possessions she was a woman of no little consequence。

This curious antique; seated in a low chair by the fireside; was chatting with the Vidame de Pamiers; a contemporary ruin。  The Vidame was a big; tall; and spare man; a seigneur of the old school; and had been a Commander of the Order of Malta。  His neck had always been so tightly compressed by a strangulation stock; that his cheeks pouched over it a little; and he held his head high; to many people this would have given an air of self…sufficiency; but in the Vidame it was justified by a Voltairean wit。  His wide prominent eyes seemed to see everything; and as a matter of fact there was not much that they had not seen。  Altogether; his person was a perfect model of aristocratic outline; slim and slender; supple and agreeable。  He seemed as if he could be pliant or rigid at will; and twist and bend; or rear his head like a snake。

The Duc de Navarreins was pacing up and down the roo
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