News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1888-12-27
"The loss was outirely ours, madame,

"The loss was outirely ours, madame,
said Solange, with empressment.
Certainly, certainly" said Nine.
Tarvenue, who was very red and very i'll
at ease.
81 regretted the coincidence all the
more that l thought you might have
wished to see me with regard to some
church charity"
Solange understood the allusion, and
her eyes flashed fire.
'No, madame, 1 am interested in
church work, but | do not solicit aid
ly. "We have come simply to prove
our recognition of the visit by which
you were pleased to show us that you
approved of your sons visit to us.
1t was now the countess turn to be
agitated. Had Gerard really gone to
s e these people? The daughter was
pretty-very pretty.
81 did not know that my son had
called upon you" she said with her
grand air. "But bis friends are mine.
All There he is now. Gerard" ad-
dressing the young man who now en-
duce me to Nine. and Mile. Tarven-
ue2'
1T seems to me that it is you who
ought to introduce me-" remarked the
young man, bowling low before his
mothers guests.
" 1t is true, monsieur" said Solange,
while her mother wished that the earth
might open and swallow her up; "we
regretted not being at home when you
called some time ago"
The young man bowed again, and
looked embarrassed, and said nothing.
my daughter alludes to the visit You
made us at the beginning of January
here threw in Nine. Tarvenue.
GO wish that / too might allude to it.
madame, but / am afraid there is q mis-
understanding, since L would never
have permitted myself, not having the
honor of knowing you, to present my
self at your door. Now, however,
shall" he continued with profound
bow, " certainly beg for the pleasure of
doing So
Nine. Tarvenue desperately rose and,
followed by her daughter, left the room.
When Gerard had returned from seeing
them to the door his mother said to
him:
Tell me truly, my son, did you call
on those people 2"
Never in the world, my dear mother;
and don't in the least know what all
this meansl"
In the street meanwhile Solange was
biting her lips till the blood started.
What idiots We were We have spoil
ed everything He had come to the
house without letting his mother know
and we have let the cat out of the Lag !"
she ragged.
"What n pity If only he comes
back again !" said Nine. Tarvenue pray
fully.
The next day there occurred Nine.
Tarvenue's small weekly reception. The
amps were lighted and Solange was
IN the baize table.
"Is everything ready?" demanded NJ. |
Carvenue.
"Oh yes"
"Well; because I hold good deal to
his one evening in the week, when I can
sather my old friends around me, said !
he old fellow. 81 miss one, though,
and he sighed.
P His guests soon began to arrive. So
Ange, with a book in her hand, aban- |
loned herself to golden tinted reyeries.
That very morning the Count Gerard |
lad bowed to her profoundly, and on
5his incident, trivial as it was, she mad |
begun to erect visionary scafolding of |
lreams. Suddenly the door openel |
| gain and NJ. Ramillat was announced.
NJ. Tarvenue hurried forward to meet |
him.
''My dear friend, at last?"
"Why yes, here L am again ! But let |
ne tell you-all of you-the most ex-
and laughable occurrence i'm
sginable. You know. Tarvenue, that L |
was offended because of your having |
fa1led to take any notice of q certain |
visit paid you three weeks ago. You
said that you had not heard Of it. was |
sure that | had left cards. Well, left |
cards, and you never knew it. p"
He broke of with loud laugh.
"Tell me, Tarvenue, do you know the |
Comte do FrevAret?"
every little, but he comes here"
"Ah! ne comes herel He came on
the sixth of January, eh2 Well, l left |
his card!'
Solange who had raised her head from
her book, now approached.
and this is the way of it; It's all the
fault of that good-for- nothing engraver,
Bladell 1 ordered some cards for Jan
uary !. Probably the Count Gerard did |
the same. Now what do you suppose
discovered after three weeks? That |
the cards were mixed Inadvertently
half of them were mine and half, those |
of the Count Prevaret. That is how it |
that you received a card from
that gentleman and that is how"
Solauge, winter than o sheet, had
risen with difficulty and retreated into
the embrazure of G window. Her moth
er followed her.
Courage, Solange! Be kind to NJ.
Ramillat. After all, Eusebe is not such
D very bad match! 3"
"What! When one thonght one was
going to be countess!"
"Excuse Solange." said Nine. Tar
venue. "She is feeling indisposed."
Three months later Gerard de Pre- |
varet was married to one of his cousins,
and the same day NJ. Eusebe Ramillat,
lisdained by Solange, conducted to the |
alter the daughter Of his fathers part
ncr.
They say that Solange Tarvenue will |
not marry at all.-Fr0m tile French