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Her lips smiled in all the freshness and innocence of merry youth, displaying now and then two rows of teeth, matchless in their beauty and regularity.
โCan that be,โ said Daniel to himself, โthe wretched creature whose portrait Maxime has just given me?โ
A little behind her, and half-hid in the shade of the box, appeared a large bony head, adorned with an absurd bunch of feathers. Her eyes flashed indignation; and her narrow lips seemed to say perpetually, โShocking!โ That was Mrs. Brian.
Still farther back, barely discernible after long examination, arose a tall, stiff figure, a bald, shining head, two dark, deep-sunk eyes, a hooked nose, and a pair of immense streaming whiskers. That was the Hon. Thomas Elgin, commonly known as Sir Thorn.
As Daniel was persistently examining the box, with the smiling girl, the stern old woman, and the placid old man in the background, he felt doubts of all kinds creeping into his mind.
Might not Maxime be mistaken? Did he not merely repeat the atrocious slanders of the envious world?
These thoughts troubled Daniel; and he would have mentioned his doubts to Maxime; but his neighbors were enthusiasts about music, and, as soon as he bent over to whisper into his friendโs ear, they growled, and, if he ventured to utter a word, they forced him to be silent. At last the curtain fell. Many left the house; others simply rose to look around; but Maxime and Daniel remained in their seats. Their whole attention was concentrated upon Miss Brandonโs box, when they saw the door open, and a gentleman enter, who, at the distance at which they sat, looked like a very young man. His complexion was brilliantly fair, his beard jet black, and his curly hair most carefully arranged. He had his opera-hat under his arm, a camellia in his button-hole; and his light-yellow kid gloves were so tight, that it looked as if they must inevitably burst the instant he used his hands.
โCount Ville-Handry!โ said Daniel to himself.
Somebody touched his shoulder slightly; and, as he turned round, he found it was Maxime, who said with friendly irony,โ
โYour old friend, is it not? The happy lover of Miss Brandon?โ
โYes, it is so. I have to confess it.โ
He was just in the act of explaining the reasons for his silence, when M. de Brevan interrupted him, saying,โ
โJust look, Daniel; just look!โ
The count had taken a seat in the front part of the box, by Miss Brandonโs side, and was talking to her with studied affectation, bending over her, gesticulating violently, and laughing till he showed every one of the long yellow teeth which were left him. He was evidently on exhibition, and desired to be seen by everybody. Suddenly, however, after Miss Brandon had said a few words to him, he rose, and went out.
The bell behind the scenes was ringing, and the curtain was about to rise again.
โLet us go,โ said Daniel to M. de Brevan: โI am suffering.โ
He was really suffering, mortified by the ridiculous scene which Henriettaโs father was playing. But he entertained no longer any doubts; he had clearly seen how the adventuress was spurring on the old man, and fanning his feeble flame.
โAh! it will be hard work to rescue the count from the wiles of this witch,โ said Maxime.
Having left the house, they were just turning into the narrow street which leads to the boulevards, when they saw a tall man, wrapped up in a huge cloak, coming towards them, and behind him a servant with a whole armful of magnificent roses. It was Count Ville-Handry. Coming suddenly face to face upon Daniel, he seemed at first very much embarrassed; then, recovering himself, he said,โ
โWhy, is this you? Where on earth do you come from?โ
โFrom the theatre.โ
โAnd you run away before the fifth act? That is a crime against the majesty of Mozart. Come, go back with me, and I promise you a pleasant surprise.โ
Brevan came up close to Daniel, and whispered to him,โ
โGo; here is the opportunity I was wishing for.โ
Then he lifted his hat and went his way. Daniel, taken rather by surprise, accompanied the count till he saw him stop near a huge landau, open in spite of the cold weather, but guarded by three servants in gorgeous livery. When they saw the count, they all three uncovered respectfully; but he, without taking any notice of them, turned to the porter who had the flowers, and said,โ
โScatter all these roses in this carriage.โ
The man hesitated. He was the servant of a famous florist, and had often seen people pay forty or fifty dollars for such bouquets. He thought the joke was carried too far. However, the count insisted. The roses were piled up in the bottom of the carriage; and, when he had done, he received a handsome fee for his trouble.
Then the count returned to the opera-house, Daniel following him, filled with amazement. Evidently love had made the count young again, and now gave wings to his steps. He ran up the steps of the great porch of the opera-house, and in a few moments he was once more in Miss Brandonโs box. At once he took Daniel by the hand; and, drawing him into the box close to the lady, he said to the young girl,โ
โPermit me to present to you M. Daniel Champcey, one of our most distinguished naval officers.โ
Daniel bowed, first to her, and then solemnly to Mrs. Brian, and long, stiff Sir Thorn.
โI need not tell you, my dear count,โ said Miss Sarah, โthat your friends are always welcome here.โ
Then, turning to Daniel, she added,โ
โBesides, I have long since known you.โ
โMe?โ
โYes, sir. And I even know that you are one of the most frequent visitors at Count Ville-Handryโs house.โ
She looked at Daniel with a kind of malicious simplicity, and then added,
โI do not mean to say that the count would not be wrong if he attributed your frequent visits exclusively to his own merits. I have heard something of a certain young ladyโโ
โSarah,โ here broke in Mrs. Brian, โwhat you say there is highly improper.โ This reproof, so far from checking Miss Sarahโs merriment, only seemed to increase it. Without losing sight of Daniel, she turned to her aunt, and said,โ
โSince the count is not opposed to this gentlemanโs paying his attentions to his daughter, I think I may safely speak of them. It would be such an extraordinary thing, if any thing should happen to interfere with his hopes!โ
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