A Parisian Romance — page 176: what you’re looking at

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A PARISIAN ROMANCE. 167 “Tl am afraid that our servant is out, and I did not hear the bell,” said Marcelle. “My dear,” said Madame de Luce, gushingly, “we have just been to the horse show, Mathilde and I, where we met the baron, and the same thought came to all three of us: Suppose we go and see that poor Marcelle.” Marcelle winced inwardly at these words, but she gave no outward sign of annoyance. “It was kind of you,” she said, coldly, “sit down, if you can find chairs.” “But, tell me, my dear,” said Mrs. Martin, when they were seated, “why weren’t you at the horse show? It is soamusing. For my part, I wish that it lasted all the year round.” “Yes,” joined in Madame de Luce, who had been carelessly scrutinizing the apartment, “why weren’t you there?” “You know very well that I go nowhere.” “Oh! but at the horse show people dress very simply.” “Yes, indeed,” said Mrs. Martin, affectedly smoothing down the superb lace on her dress, “very simply, you know.” Marcelle, who was on thorns, turned to the baron. “T need not ask you,” she said, “how Madame Chevriai is, for I had the pleasure of seeing her this morning.” “Yes, she is very well,” replied the baron. “My Gomicbookssco im