"That will never do," said he; "you really must be so good as to turn round.""Oh, very well." And when she came round, behold her color had risen mightily.Flattery is sweet.
This child of nature was delighted, and ashamed it should be seen that she was.
And so he drew her, and kept looking off the paper at her, and had a right in his character of artist to look her full in the face; and he did so with long lingering glances.To be sure, they all began severe and businesslike with half-closed eyes, and the peculiar hostile expression art puts on; but then they always ended open-eyed, and so full and tender, that she, poor girl, who was all real gold, though sham brass, blushed and blushed, and did not know which way to look not to be scorched up by his eye like a tender flower, or blandly absorbed like the pearly dew.Ah, happy hour! ah, happy days of youth and innocence and first love!
Trouble loves to intrude on these halcyon days.
The usually quiet Josephine came flying from the house, pale and agitated, and clung despairingly to Rose, and then fell to sobbing and lamenting piteously.
I shall take leave to relate in my own words what had just occurred to agitate her so.When she entered her mother's room, she found the baroness and Perrin the notary seated watching for her.She sat down after the usual civilities, and Perrin entered upon the subject that had brought him.
He began by confessing to them that he had not overcome the refractory creditor without much trouble; and that he had since learned there was another, a larger creditor, likely to press for payment or for sale of the estate.The baroness was greatly troubled by this communication: the notary remained cool as a cucumber, and keenly observant.After a pause he went on to say all this had caused him grave reflections."It seems," said he with cool candor, "a sad pity the estate should pass from a family that has held it since the days of Charlemagne.""Now God forbid!" cried the baroness, lifting her eyes and her quivering hands to heaven.
The notary held the republican creed in all its branches.
"Providence, madame, does not interfere--in matters of business,"said he."Nothing but money can save the estate.Let us then be practical.Has any means occurred to you of raising money to pay off these incumbrances?""No.What means can there be? The estate is mortgaged to its full value: so they say, at least.""And they say true," put in the notary quickly."But do not distress yourself, madame: confide in me.""Ah, my good friend, may Heaven reward you.""Madame, up to the present time I have no complaint to make of Heaven.I am on the rise: here, mademoiselle, is a gimcrack they have given me;" and he unbuttoned his overcoat, and showed them a piece of tricolored ribbon and a clasp."As for me, I look to 'the solid;' I care little for these things," said he, swelling visibly, "but the world is dazzled by them.However, I can show you something better." He took out a letter."This is from the Minister of the Interior to a client of mine: a promise I shall be the next prefect; and the present prefect--I am happy to say--is on his death-bed.Thus, madame, your humble servant in a few short months will be notary no longer, but prefect; I shall then sell my office of notary: and I flatter myself when I am a prefect you will not blush to own me.""Then, as now, monsieur," said the baroness politely, "we shall recognize your merit.But"--"I understand, madame: like me you look to 'the solid.' Thus then it is; I have money.""Ah! all the better for you."
"I have a good deal of money.But it is dispersed in a great many small but profitable investments: to call it in suddenly would entail some loss.Nevertheless, if you and my young lady there have ever so little of that friendly feeling towards me of which I have so much towards you, all my investments shall be called in, and two-thirds of your creditors shall be paid off at once.A single client of mine, no less a man than the Commandant Raynal, will, I am sure, advance me the remaining third at an hour's notice; and so Beaurepaire chateau, park, estate, and grounds, down to the old oak-tree, shall be saved; and no power shall alienate them from you, mademoiselle, and from the heirs of your body."The baroness clasped her hands in ecstasy.
"But what are we to do for this?" inquired Josephine calmly, "for it seems to me that it can only be effected by a sacrifice on your part.""I thank you, mademoiselle, for your penetration in seeing that Imust make sacrifices.I would never have told you, but you have seen it; and I do not regret that you have seen it.Madame--mademoiselle--those sacrifices appear little to me; will seem nothing; will never be mentioned, or even alluded to after this day, if you, on your part, will lay me under a far heavier obligation, if in short"--here the contemner of things unsubstantial reopened his coat, and brought his ribbon to light again--"if you, madame, will accept me for your son-in-law--if you, mademoiselle, will take me for your husband."The baroness and her daughter looked at one another in silence.
"Is it a jest?" inquired the former of the latter.
