A Parisian Romance — page 65: what you’re looking at

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56 A PARISIAN ROMANCE. CHAPTER IV. BARON CHEVRIAL’S OPINIONS. It was no great pleasure for Henri de Targy to come to Paris and plunge into the giddy whirl of society. He had been thoroughly happy in the country with his adored Marcelle, but he did not consider it right to immure her in the house at Sainte Roche, and so had determined to give hera season in Paris. As he stood half hidden behind the curtains of a deep bay-window, and looked out at the gayly decorated rooms, the flashing lights and the medley of magnificent toilets, he could not help a feeling of regret for his quiet home in the country with Mar- celle sitting opposite him at the fireside. Neverthe- less, his heart swelled with pride as he saw her coming toward him, by all odds the most beautiful woman in that assemblage of beautiful women. As she caught sight of him standing alone in the shadowy window, she dropped the arm of the doctor with whom she was walking, and saying, “There is Henri, moping all by himself. I must speak to him,” slipped in beside him. “Why are you here all alone?” she asked, laying her hand on his arm, caressingly. “Aren’t you enjoying it?” Gomichooks.co