cabalistic　letters　that　seemed　Turkish。　Was　this　a　polyglottic　joke
  the　countess　had　arranged　for　him？
  One　volume；　however；　claimed　particular　attention。　The　binding；　unlike
  those　of　the　other　books；　was　less　rich　than　dainty。　Lying　by　itself
  at　a　corner　of　the　table；　it　was　open；　with　the　back　turned　up；　the
  edges　of　the　leaves　resting　on　the　green　table…cloth　in　the　shape　of　a
  tent。　La　Peyrade　took　it　up；　being　careful　not　to　lose　the　page　which
  it　seemed　to　have　been　some　one's　intention　to　mark。　It　proved　to　be　a
  volume　of　the　illustrated　edition　of　Monsieur　Scribe's　works。　The
  engraving　which　presented　itself　on　the　open　page　to　la　Peyrade's
  eyes；　was　entitled　〃The　Hatred　of　a　Woman〃；　the　principal　personage　of
  which　is　a　young　widow；　desperately　pursuing　a　poor　young　man　who
  cannot　help　himself。　There　is　hatred　all　round。　Through　her　devilries
  she　almost　makes　him　lose　his　reputation；　and　does　make　him　miss　a
  rich　marriage；　but　the　end　is　that　she　gives　him　more　than　she　took
  away　from　him；　and　makes　a　husband　of　the　man　who　was　thought　her
  victim。
  If　chance　had　put　this　volume　apart　from　the　rest；　and　had　left　it
  open　at　the　precise　page　where　la　Peyrade　found　it　marked；　it　must　be
  owned　that；　after　what　had　passed　between　himself　and　the　countess；
  chance　can　sometimes　seem　clever　and　adroit。　As　he　stood　there；
  thinking　over　the　significance　which　this　more　or　less　accidental
  combination　might　have；　la　Peyrade　read　through　a　number　of　scenes　to
  see　whether　in　the　details　as　well　as　the　general　whole　they　applied
  to　the　present　situation。　While　thus　employed；　the　sound　of　an　opening
  door　was　heard；　and　he　recognized　the　silvery　and　slightly　drawling
  voice　of　the　countess；　who　was　evidently　accompanying　some　visitor　to
  the　door。
  〃Then　I　may　promise　the　ambassadress；〃　said　a　man's　voice；　〃that　you
  will　honor　her　ball　with　your　presence？〃
  〃Yes；　commander；　if　my　headache；　which　is　just　beginning　to　get　a
  little　better；　is　kind　enough　to　go　away。〃
  〃Au　revoir；　then；　fairest　lady；〃　said　the　gentleman。　After　which　the
  doors　were　closed；　and　silence　reigned　once　more。
  The　title　of　commander　reassured　la　Peyrade　somewhat；　for　it　was　not
  the　rank　of　a　young　dandy。　He　was　nevertheless　curious　to　know　who
  this　personage　was　with　whom　the　countess　had　been　shut　up　so　long。
  Hearing　no　one　approach　the　room　he　was　in；　he　went　to　the　window　and
  opened　the　curtain　cautiously；　prepared　to　let　it　drop　back　at　the
  slightest　noise；　and　to　make　a　quick　right…about…face　to　avoid　being
  caught；　〃flagrante　delicto；〃　in　curiosity。　An　elegant　coupe；　standing
  at　a　little　distance；　was　now　driven　up　to　the　house；　a　footman　in
  showy　livery　hastened　to　open　the　door；　and　a　little　old　man；　with　a
  light　and　jaunty　movement；　though　it　was　evident　he　was　one　of　those
  relics　of　the　past　who　have　not　yet　abandoned　powder；　stepped　quickly
  into　the　carriage；　which　was　then　driven　rapidly　away。　La　Peyrade　had
  time　to　observe　on　his　breast　a　perfect　string　of　decorations。　This；
  combined　with　the　powdered　hair；　was　certain　evidence　of　a　diplomatic
  individual。
  La　Peyrade　had　picked　up　his　book　once　more；　when　a　bell　from　the
  inner　room　sounded；　quickly　followed　by　the　appearance　of　the　maid；
  who　invited　him　to　follow　her。　The　Provencal　took　care　NOT　to　replace
  the　volume　where　he　found　it；　and　an　instant　later　he　entered　the
  presence　of　the　countess。
  A　pained　expression　was　visible　on　the　handsome　face　of　the　foreign
  countess；　who；　however；　lost　nothing　of　her　charm　in　the　languor　that
  seemed　to　overcome　her。　On　the　sofa　beside　her　was　a　manuscript
  written　on　gilt…edged　paper；　in　that　large　and　opulent　handwriting
  which　indicates　an　official　communication　from　some　ministerial　office
  or　chancery。　She　held　in　her　hand　a　crystal　bottle　with　a　gold
  stopper；　from　which　she　frequently　inhaled　the　contents；　and　a　strong
  odor　of　English　vinegar　pervaded　the　salon。
  〃I　fear　you　are　ill；　madame；〃　said　la　Peyrade；　with　interest。
  〃Oh！　it　is　nothing；〃　replied　the　countess；　〃only　a　headache；　to　which
  I　am　very　subject。　But　you；　monsieur；　what　has　become　of　you？　I　was
  beginning　to　lose　all　hope　of　ever　seeing　you　again。　Have　you　come　to
  announce　to　me　some　great　news？　The　period　of　your　marriage　with
  Mademoiselle　Colleville　is　probably　so　near　that　I　think　you　can　speak
  of　it。〃
  This　opening　disconcerted　la　Peyrade。
  〃But；　madame；〃　he　answered；　in　a　tone　that　was　almost　tart；　〃you；　it
  seems　to　me；　must　know　too　well　everything　that　goes　on　in　the
  Thuillier　household　not　to　be　aware　that　the　event　you　speak　of　is　not
  approaching；　and；　I　may　add；　not　probable。〃
  〃No；　I　assure　you；　I　know　nothing；　I　have　strictly　forbidden　myself
  from　taking　any　further　interest　in　an　affair　which　I　felt　I　had
  meddled　with　very　foolishly。　Mademoiselle　Brigitte　and　I　talk　of
  everything　except　Celeste's　marriage。〃
  〃And　it　is　no　doubt　the　desire　to　allow　me　perfect　freedom　in　the
  matter　that　induces　you　to　take　flight　whenever　I　have　the　honor　to
  meet　you　in　the　Thuillier　salon？〃
  〃Yes；〃　said　the　countess；　〃that　ought　to　be　the　reason　that　makes　me
  leave　the　room；　else；　why　should　I　be　so　distant？〃
  〃Ah！　madame；　there　are　other　reasons　that　might　make　a　woman　avoid　a
  man's　presence。　For　instance；　if　he　has　displeased　her；　if　the　advice；
  given　to　him　with　rare　wisdom　and　kindness；　was　not　received　with
  proper　eagerness　and　gratitude。〃
  〃Oh；　my　dear　monsieur；〃　she　replied；　〃I　have　no　such　ardor　in
  proselytizing　that　I　am　angry　with　those　who　are　not　docile　to　my
  advice。　I　am；　like　others；　very　apt　to　make　mistakes。〃
  〃On　the　contrary；　madame；　in　the　matter　of　my　marriage　your　judgment
  was　perfectly　correct。〃
  〃How　so？〃　said　the　countess；　eagerly。　〃Has　the　seizure　of　the
  pamphlet；　coming　directly　after　the　failure　to　obtain　the　cross；　led
  to　a　rupture？〃
  〃No；〃　said　la　Peyrade；　〃my　influence　in　the　Thuillier　household　rests
  on　a　solid　basis；　the　services　I　have　rendered　Mademoiselle　Brigitte
  and　her　brother　outweigh　these　checks；　which；　after　all；　are　not
  irreparable。〃
  〃Do　you　really　think　so？〃　said　the　countess。
  〃Certainly；〃　replied　la　Peyrade；　〃when　the　Comtesse　du　Bruel　takes　it
  into　her　head　to　seriously　obtain　that　bit　of　red　ribbon；　she　can　do
  so；　in　spite　of　all　obstacles　that　are　put　in　her　way。〃
  The　countess　received　this　assertion　with　a　smile；　and　shook　her　head。
  〃But；　madame；　only　a　day　or　two　ago　Madame　du　Bruel　told　Madame
  Colleville　that　the　unexpected　opposition　she　had　met　with　piqued　her；
  and　that　she　meant　to　go　in　person　to　the　minister。〃
  〃But　you　forget　that　since　then　this　seizure　has　been　made　by　the
  police；　it　is　not　usual　to　decorate　a　man　who　is　summoned　before　the
  court　of　assizes。　You　seem　not　to　notice　that　the　seizure　argues　a
  strong　ill…will　against　Monsieur　Thuillier；　and；　I　may　add；　against
  yourself；　monsieur；　for　you　are　known　to　be　the　culprit。　You　have　not；
  I　think；　taken　all　this　into　account。　The　authorities　appear　to　have
  acted　not　wholly　from　legal　causes。〃
  La　Peyrade　looked　at　the　countess。
  〃I　must　own；〃　he　said；　after　that　rapid　glance；　〃that　I　have　tried　in
  vain　to　find　any　passage　in　that　pamphlet　which　could　be　made　a　legal
  pretext　for　the　seizure。〃
  〃In　my　opinion；〃　said　the　countess；　〃the　king's　servants　must　have　a
  vivid　imagination　to　persuade　themselves　they　were　dealing　with　a
  seditious　publication。　But　that　only　proves　the　strength　of　the
  underground　power　which　is　thwarting　all　your　good　intentions　in　favor
  of　Monsieur　Thuillier。〃
  〃Madame；〃　said　la　Peyrade；　〃do　you　know　our　secret　enemies？〃
  〃Perhaps　I　do；〃　replied　the　countess；　with　another　smile。
  〃May　I　dare　to　utter　a　suspicion；　madame？〃　said　la　Peyrade；　with　some
  agitation。
  〃Yes；　say　what　you　think；〃　replied　Madame　de　Godollo。　〃I　shall　not
  blame　you　if　you　guess　right。〃
  〃Well；　madame；　our　enemies；　Thuillier's　and　mine；　area　woman。〃
  〃Supposing　that　is　so；〃　said　the　countess；　〃do　you　know　how　many　lines
  Richelieu　required　from　a　man's　hand　in　order　to　hang　him？〃
  〃Four；〃　replied　la　Peyrade。
  〃You　can　imagine；　then；　that　a　pamphlet　of　two　hundred　pages　might
  afford　aslightly　intriguing　woman　sufficient　ground　for
  persecution。〃
  〃I　see　it　all；　madame；　I　understand　it！〃　cried　la　Peyrade；　with
  animation。　〃I　believe　that　woman　to　be　one　of　the　elite　of　her　sex；
  with　as　much　mind　and　malice　as　Richelieu！　Adorable　magician！　it　is
  she　who　has　set　in　motion　the　police　and　the　gendarmes；　but；　more　than
  that；　it　is　she　who　withholds　that　cross　the　ministers　were　about　to
  give。〃
  〃If　that　be　so；〃　said　the　countess；　〃why　struggle　against　her？〃
  〃Ah！　I　struggle　no　longer；〃　said　la　Peyrade。　Then；　with　an　assumed　air
  of　contrition；　he　added；　〃You　must；　indeed；　HATE　me；　madame。〃
  〃Not　quite　as　much　as　you　may　think；〃　replied　the　countess；　〃but；
  after　all；　suppose　that　I　do　hate　you？〃
  〃Ah！　madame；〃　cried　la　Peyrade；　ardently；　〃I　should　then　be　the
  happiest　of　unhappy　men；　for　that　hatred　would　seem　to　me　sweeter　and
  more　precious　than　your　indifference。　But　you　do　not　hate　me；　why
  should　you　feel　to　me　that　most　blessed　feminine　sentiment　which
  Scribe　has　depicted　with　such　delicacy　and　wit？〃
  Madame　de　Godollo　did　no