The Sun.
London, England, 1864-11-19 00:00:00

SUSPICION

" I was so restless, so perturbed, that, contenting myself
with a glass of wine and a biscuit for dinner, I took my way
to the deceased M. d'Estrees' domicile. I wished to speak
with Mademoiselle Le Blanc, whom I had known in Havre
de Grace.

" As it happened, she was upon the point of leaving the
house as I approached it. Our eyes met; she started;
a visible terror shook her frame, and her face paled to the
hue of marble. What might be the meaning of that ?
Fanchette Le Blanc re• entered the hall, and sank down half
fainting upon a seat. How,' said Ito Mademoiselle Le
Blanc, does the sight of an old acquaintance alarm, ter-
rify you?' No—no,' she said, recovezing herself by a
strong effort. ' What folly to suppose such a thing !
Seeing you, brought suddenly to mind the dreadful
tragedy in ',which poor Madame d'Estrees is involved.
Of course,' she added, with a glimmer in her glowing eyes,
which I could but doubtfully interpret—' of course, I long
since knew how much you adored—l mean, I felt interested
in her welfare.' You knew the truth, Mademoiselle Le
Blanc. Who indeed would not feel a profound interest in
so charming, so amiable, so pure and innocent a being, and
now especially ?' The glimmer in the fierce eyes brightened
to a vivid flash, and her lip curled with a mocking expres-
sion, as she exclaimed, Innocent—innocent ! Well, I
hope so. But youthful lovers seldom see stains or defects
in their idol." That is not language, pardon me, made-
moiselle, to address to Eugene Devine at such a time. Has
M. Edouard Cazl, 1 asked abruptly, seen Madams
d'Estrees since her arrest—interested himself for her ?'
' Oh, no 1' was the reply, in as abrupt a tone as mine,
whilst her oyes flamed, her checks flushed with what bore
the expression of exultant scorn,—' oh no—assuredly not
' Yet ho was seen lurking ahout the place several days be •
fore the catastrophe occurred.' ' That is exact,' said Le
Blanc, the hot, colour in her cheeks fading again.
He did not speak with Madame d'Estrees, I
understand ?" I did not see him speak with her.' He
came and spoke with you, Mademoiselle Le Blanc ?'
bienl—yes. You are very inquisitive, M. Devine,' re-
torted the demoiselle, colouring again. ' Have you any
serious question to ask me,' she added. If not, I moss
make you my adieu ; I have business in Rouen." I will
not detain you, Mademoiselle Le Blanc. Stay one moment.
Edouard Cezo's father is a skilful—a very skilful herbalist.
Do you think it possible that he may know the secret of
making the vegetable poison called pare de successiois,
and have--' Before I could finish the sentence, Fan-
chetto Le Blanc, who had risen, fell back into the seat, and
fainted outright. There was a caraffo of water on a table
in the hall, and I soon restored her to consciousness. Ano-
ther woman-servant appeared before I could again address
her, and both entered the house together.
A lighter interest attaches to other memoirs, con-
spicuous among which are those of Beau Brumnell,
and his brother Beau, of Bath renown. In relating
the witticisms of the former celeb►ity, Dr Russell
very justly observes that the remark attributed to
Oxenstiern of Sweden, " See with what little wis-
dom the world is governed," might be paraphrased,
" See with what slender wit the world of fashion
may be amused"— ecce signum.

BEAU' BBIJIIMELL'S WIT,

The very best witticisms recorded as the utterances of
Georg 3 Brammell, in his time " the glass of fashion and
the mould of form," and with which he set the mess table
of the gallant Tenth in a roar, were sorry stuff, He had a
slight cold, and on being asked how he ought it, said, "