A Parisian Romance — page 139: what you’re looking at

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130 A PARISIAN ROMANCE. skeleton in that house, and here it is! Old.man De Targy squandered the money left in his care. It was a devilish big temptation, I must confess. Now, the thing is to find out how my wife will take this matter. I don’t think, however, that she has many illusions in regard to the character of her late excellent mother.” His reflections were interrupted at this point by the entrance of the baroness herself. She had evi- dently been on the point of going out, as she was in street costume, with bonnet and gloves. As Chev- rial looked at her, he could not but acknowledge, although she had long since ceased to attract him, that she was a very beautiful woman. Her figure was graceful and willowy, her features clear-cut as those of a cameo, and there was an indescribable something in her every movement that bespoke race and breeding. As she entered the room, there was a certain look of surprise on her face. It was very rarely that her husband requested her presence. They lived as entirely separate lives as it is possible for two beings to do under the same roof. “You desired to speak to me?” she asked, quietly, in her low, clear voice. “Yes, my dear,” replied the baron, pushing for. ward a chair, and courteously motioning her to be seated. “JT am sorry if I have disarranged your plans, but I have an interesting piece of news for Scomicbooks.com