securities, the capital of which was
immense, and re-invest the
proceeds in Paris, where interests were doubled."
"Don't talk
nonsense to me. There are various ways of verifying the
property. What was the
amount of your
legacy tax? Those figures will
enable us to get at the total. Come to the point. Tell us
frankly what
you received from the father's
estate and how much remains of it. If
we are very much in love we'll see then what we can do."
"If you are marrying us for our money you can go about your business.
We have claims to more than a million; but all that remains to our
mother is this house and furniture and four hundred odd thousand
francs invested about 1817 in the Five-per-cents, which yield about
forty-thousand francs a year."
"Then why do you live in a style that requires one hundred thousand a
year at the least?" cried Mathias, horror-stricken.
"Our daughter has cost us the eyes out of our head," replied Solonet.
"Besides, we like to spend money. Your jeremiads, let me tell you,
won't recover two farthings of the money."
"With the fifty thousand francs a year which belong to Mademoiselle
Natalie you could have brought her up handsomely without coming to
ruin. But if you have squandered everything while you were a girl what
will it be when you are a married woman?"
"Then drop us altogether," said Solonet. "The handsomest girl in
Bordeaux has a right to spend more than she has, if she likes."
"I'll talk to my
client about that," said the old notary.
"Very good, old father Cassandra, go and tell your
client that we
haven't a penny," thought Solonet, who, in the
solitude of his study,
had strategically massed his forces, drawn up his propositions, manned
the drawbridge of
discussion, and prepared the point at which the
opposing party, thinking the affair a
failure, could suddenly be led
into a
compromise which would end in the
triumph of his
client.
The white dress with its rose-colored ribbons, the Sevigne curls,
Natalie's tiny foot, her
winning glance, her pretty fingers constantly
employed in adjusting curls that needed no
adjustment, these girlish
manoeuvres like those of a
peacock spreading his tail, had brought
Paul to the point at which his future mother-in-law desired to see
him. He was intoxicated with love, and his eyes, the sure thermometer
of the soul, indicated the degree of
passion at which a man commits a
thousand follies.
"Natalie is so beautiful," he whispered to the mother, "that I can
conceive the
frenzy which leads a man to pay for his happiness by
death."
Madame Evangelista replied with a shake of her head:--
"Lover's talk, my dear count. My husband never said such charming
things to me; but he married me without a fortune and for thirteen
years he never caused me one moment's pain."
"Is that a lesson you are giving me?" said Paul, laughing.
"You know how I love you, my dear son," she answered, pressing his
hand. "I must indeed love you well to give you my Natalie."
"Give me, give me?" said the young girl, waving a
screen of Indian
feathers, "what are you whispering about me?"
"I was telling her," replied Paul, "how much I love you, since
etiquette forbids me to tell it to you."
"Why?"
"I fear to say too much."
"Ah! you know too well how to offer the jewels of
flattery. Shall I
tell you my private opinion about you? Well, I think you have more
mind than a lover ought to have. To be the Pink of Fashion and a wit
as well," she added, dropping her eyes, "is to have too many
advantages: a man should choose between them. I fear too, myself."
"And why?"
"We must not talk in this way. Mamma, do you not think that this
conversation is dangerous
inasmuch as the contract is not yet signed?"
"It soon will be," said Paul.
"I should like to know what Achilles and Nestor are
saying to each
other in the next room," said Natalie, nodding toward the door of the
little salon with a childlike expression of curiosity.
"They are talking of our children and our death and a lot of other
such trifles; they are counting our gold to see if we can keep five
horses in the stables. They are talking also of deeds of gift; but
there, I have forestalled them."
"How so?"
"Have I not given myself
wholly to you?" he said, looking straight at