"
The Marquis was moved to smile, but did not. He merely bowed with a
deep and reverential courtesy.
"You have reason to know him best," he said, "and no doubt he
deserves your entire confidence. For me--I willingly confess myself
a vaurien--but I assure you I am not as bad as I seem. Your friend
Sylvie is safe from me."
Angela's eyes lightened,--her mind was greatly relieved.
"You will leave her to herself--" she began.
"Certainly I will leave her to herself. She will not like it, but I
will do it! She is going away to-morrow,--I found that out from her
maid. Why will you beautiful ladies keep maids? They are always
ready to tell a man everything for twenty or forty francs. So
simple!--so cheap!--Sylvie's maid is my devoted adherent,--and why?-
-not only on account of the francs, but because I have been careful
to secure her sweetheart as my valet, and he depends upon me to set
him up in business. So you see how easy it is for me to be kept
aware of all my fair lady's movements. This is how I learned that
she is going away to-morrow--and this is why I came here to-day. She
has given me the slip--she has avoided me and now I will avoid her.
We shall see the result. I think it will end in a victory for me.
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