the duchesse de langeais-第27节
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rbs of irony？ Then Mme de Langeais felt the horror of the woman's appointed lot； a man's is the active part； a woman must wait passively when she loves。 If a woman goes beyond her beloved； she makes a mistake which few men can forgive； almost every man would feel that a woman lowers herself by this piece of angelic flattery。 But Armand's was a great nature； he surely must be one of the very few who can repay such exceeding love by love that lasts forever。
〃Well； I will make the advance；〃 she told herself； as she tossed on her bed and found no sleep there； 〃I will go to him。 I will not weary myself with holding out a hand to him； but I will hold it out。 A man of a thousand will see a promise of love and constancy in every step that a woman takes towards him。 Yes； the angels must come down from heaven to reach men； and I wish to be an angel for him。〃
Next day she wrote。 It was a billet of the kind in which the intellects of the ten thousand Sevignes that Paris now can number particularly excel。 And yet only a Duchesse de Langeais； brought up by Mme la Princesse de Blamont…Chauvry； could have written that delicious note； no other woman could complain without lowering herself； could spread wings in such a flight without draggling her pinions in humiliation； rise gracefully in revolt； scold without giving offence； and pardon without compromising her personal dignity。
Julien went with the note。 Julien； like his kind； was the victim of love's marches and countermarches。
〃What did M。 de Montriveau reply？〃 she asked； as indifferently as she could； when the man came back to report himself。
〃M。 le Marquis requested me to tell Mme la Duchesse that it was all right。
Oh the dreadful reaction of the soul upon herself！ To have her heart stretched on the rack before curious witnesses； yet not to utter a sound； to be forced to keep silence！ One of the countless miseries of the rich！
More than three weeks went by。 Mme de Langeais wrote again and again； and no answer came from Montriveau。 At last she gave out that she was ill； to gain a dispensation from attendance on the Princess and from social duties。 She was only at home to her father the Duc de Navarreins； her aunt the Princesse de Blamont…Chauvry； the old Vidame de Pamiers （her maternal great…uncle）； and to her husband's uncle； the Duc de Grandlieu。 These persons found no difficulty in believing that the Duchess was ill； seeing that she grew thinner and paler and more dejected every day。 The vague ardour of love； the smart of wounded pride； the continual prick of the only scorn that could touch her； the yearnings towards joys that she craved with a vain continual longingall these things told upon her； mind and body； all the forces of her nature were stimulated to no purpose。 She was paying the arrears of her life of make…believe。
She went out at last to a review。 M。 de Montriveau was to be there。 For the Duchess； on the balcony of the Tuileries with the Royal Family； it was one of those festival days that are long remembered。 She looked supremely beautiful in her languor； she was greeted with admiration in all eyes。 It was Montriveau's presence that made her so fair。
Once or twice they exchanged glances。 The General came almost to her feet in all the glory of that soldier's uniform； which produces an effect upon the feminine imagination to which the most prudish will confess。 When a woman is very much in love； and has not seen her lover for two months； such a swift moment must be something like the phase of a dream when the eyes embrace a world that stretches away forever。 Only women or young men can imagine the dull； frenzied hunger in the Duchess's eyes。 As for older men； if during the paroxysms of early passion in youth they had experience of such phenomena of nervous power； at a later day it is so completely forgotten that they deny the very existence of the luxuriant ecstasythe only name that can be given to these wonderful intuitions。 Religious ecstasy is the aberration of a soul that has shaken off its bonds of flesh； whereas 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
