Sealed Lips — page 100: what you’re looking at

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™~ 92 SEALED LIPS. Otherwise he would have seen that this one came from the Neva, not the Thames. The night be- fore, Madame Sauval had seen Prince Kemeneff. The nobleman loved Jenny enough to marry her, but he loved his position as chamberlain too much to lose it by an adventurous marriage. Another person would have grieved at seeing her plans all destroyed, but Madame Sauval had seen, during her life, too many such catastrophes. She had already in her fertile mind erected other new com- binations. To marry a prima-donna or the widow of acelebrated musician was an entirely different thing, even in the Czar’s eyes. And that was why Martscha was so uneasy about the musician’s chance of life, as well as the state of his financial] affairs. She wanted Godefroid to live long enough to give his name to Jenny, but not long enough for Kemeneff to lose courage and transfer his affections somewhere else. | From this day Madame. Sauval took care of Gode- froid, or rather she watched him with a zeal and devotion enough to make one’s hair stand on end. He improved slowly, but at last he recovered. He commenced to talk, and according to all appear- ances he entered into the views of his nurse, who wished to indulge in a private interview with him; suddenly she remarked one day that Patrice looked ill. “Monsieur,” said she, “youdo not walk enough. Eomicl O)(O ) KS (Cl O)