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ged for better days。 All hope was not at an end for her。 By a strange law which does not speak well for human nature； vice finds success easier to attain than virtue。 There is no courtesan； no matter how low she has fallen； who cannot find a dupe ready to defend against the world an honour of which no vestige remains。 A man who doubts the virtue of the most virtuous woman； who shows himself inexorably severe when he discovers the lightest inclination to falter in one whose conduct has hitherto been above reproach； will stoop and pick up out of the gutter a blighted and tarnished reputation and protect and defend it against all slights； and devote his life to the attempt to restore lustre to the unclean thing dulled by the touch of many fingers。 In her days of prosperity Commander de Jars and the king's treasurer had both fluttered round Mademoiselle de Guerchi； and neither had fluttered in vain。 Short as was the period necessary to overcome her scruples； in as short a period it dawned on the two candidates for her favour that each had a successful rival in the other； and that however potent as a reason for surrender the doubloons of the treasurer had been； the personal appearance of the commander had proved equally cogent。 As both had felt for her only a passing fancy and not a serious passion； their explanations with each other led to no quarrel between them； silently and simultaneously they withdrew from her circle； without even letting her know they had found her out； but quite determined to revenge； themselves on her should a chance ever offer。 However； other affairs of a similar nature had intervened to prevent their carrying out this laudable intention； Jeannin had laid siege to a more inaccessible beauty； who had refused to listen to his sighs for less than 30 crowns； paid in advance； and de Jars had become quite absorbed by his adventure with the convent boarder at La Raquette； and the business of that young stranger whom he passed off as his nephew。 Mademoiselle de Guerchi had never seen them again； and with her it was out of sight out of mind。 At the moment when she comes into our story she was weaving her toils round a certain Duc de Vitry； whom she had seen at court； but whose acquaintance she had never made； and who had been absent when the scandalous occurrence which led to her disgrace came to light。 He was a man of from twenty…five to twenty…six years of age； who idled his life away： his courage was undoubted； and being as credulous as an old libertine； he was ready to draw his sword at any moment to defend the lady whose cause he had espoused； should any insolent slanderer dare to hint there was a smirch on her virtue。 Being deaf to all reports； he seemed one of those men expressly framed by heaven to be the consolation of fallen women； such a man as in our times a retired opera…dancer or a superannuated professional beauty would welcome with open arms。 He had only one faulthe was married。 It is true he neglected his wife； according to the custom of the time； and it is probably also true that his wife cared very little about his infidelities。 But still she was an insurmountable obstacle to the fulfilment of Mademoiselle de Guerchi's hopes； who but for her might have looked forward to one day becoming a duchess。
For about three weeks； however； at the time we are speaking of； the duke had neither crossed her threshold nor written。 He had told her he was going for a few days to Normandy； where he had large estates； but had remained absent so long after the date he had fixed for his return that she began to feel uneasy。 What could be keeping him？ Some new flame； perhaps。 The anxiety of the lady was all the more keen； that until now nothing had passed between them but looks of languor and words of love。 The duke had laid himself and all he possessed at the feet of Angelique； and Angelique had refused his offer。 A too prompt surrender would have justified the reports so wickedly spread against her； and； made wise by experience； she was resolved not to compromise her future as she had compromised her past。 But while playing at virtue she had also to play at disinterestedness； and her pecuniary resources were consequently almost exhausted。 She had proportioned the length of her resistance to the length of her purse； and now the prolonged absence of her lover threatened to disturb the equilibrium which she had established between her virtue and her money。 So it happened that the cause of the lovelorn Duc de Vitry was in great peril just at the moment when de Jars and Jeannin resolved to approach the fair one anew。 She was sitting lost in thought； pondering in all good faith on the small profit it was to a woman to be virtuous； when she heard voices in the antechamber。 Then her door opened； and the king's treasurer walked in。
As this interview and those which follow took place in the presence of witnesses； we are obliged to ask the reader to accompany us for a time to another part of the same house。
We have said there were several tenants： now the person who occupied the rooms next to those in which Mademoiselle de Guerchi lived was a shopkeeper's widow called Rapally； who was owner of one of the thirty…two houses which then occupied the bridge Saint…Michel。 They had all been constructed at the owner's cost； in return for a lease for ever。 The widow Rapally's avowed age was forty； but those who knew her longest added another ten years to that： so； to avoid error； let us say she was forty…five。 She was a solid little body； rather stouter than was necessary for beauty； her hair was black； her complexion brown； her eyes prominent and always moving； lively； active； and if one once yielded to her whims； exacting beyond measure； but until then buxom and soft； and inclined to pet and spoil whoever； for the moment； had arrested her volatile fancy。 Just as we make her acquaintance this happy individual was a certain Maitre Quennebert； a notary of Saint Denis； and the comedy played between him and the widow was an exact counterpart of the one going on in the rooms of Mademoiselle de Guerchi； except that the roles were inverted； for while the lady was as much in love as the Duc de Vitry； the answering devotion professed by the notary was as insincere as the disinterested attachment to her lover displayed by the whilom maid of honour。
Maitre Quennebert was still young and of attractive appearance； but his business affairs were in a bad way。 For long he had been pretending not to understand the marked advances of the widow； and he treated her with a reserve and respect she would fain have dispensed with； and which sometimes made her doubt of his love。 But it was impossible for her as a woman to complain； so she was forced to accept with resignation the persistent and unwelcome consideration with which he surrounded her。 Maitre Quennebert was a man of common sense and much experience； and had formed a scheme which he was prevented from carrying out by an obstacle which he had no power to remove。 He wanted； therefore； to gain time； for he knew that the day he gave the susceptible widow a legal right over him he would lose his independence。 A lover to whose prayers the adored one remains deaf t