Violette made a curtsy and offered her bouquet.
"You have brought me a bouquet, mademoiselle?"
"Yes, madame."
"It is very handsome, very tasteful.--But from whom do you come? for I must know to whom I am indebted for this attention."
"I do not know, madame."
"You don"t know? Ah! you mean that you were told to keep it secret. But, you know, between women such secrets should be transparent. Come, my girl--why, she is really very pretty indeed!--who sends you? For of course you did not come here of your own motion."
"Madame, it was a gentleman who came to me at my place, at my booth."
"Ah! so you are----"
"A flower girl, madame."
"And where is your booth? on Rue de la Paix?"
"No, madame, on Boulevard Saint-Martin, near the Chateau d"Eau; I sell out of doors."
"Poor girl! an open air flower girl! what a pity, with that pretty face!--But to return to our subject: a gentleman came to you and told you to bring this bouquet?"
"Yes, madame."
"And he gave you no other message for me?"
"No, madame--that is to say, he said: "You will also offer the lady many compliments from me!""
"From him? What sort of looking man was he? Did he walk with difficulty, leaning on a cane?"
"No, madame, this gentleman had no cane, and he walked very well."
"So much the better! so much the better! you set my mind at rest.--About how old was this stranger?"
"Why, he is no longer young, madame; and still he has the appearance and manners of a young man."
"Ah! very good; I am on the track; he is a very stylish, well-dressed man, is he not?"
"Yes, madame, he was very well-dressed; and his manner was very distinguished."
"What is the color of his hair?"
"He is light-haired, with a rather red face."
"Enough! enough! I know perfectly now who it is."
And Madame de Grangeville, leaning toward her maid, who was behind her chair, said in an undertone:
"It is he again, I was sure of it; it is Monsieur de Merval.--Well, what are you looking at so attentively, Lizida?"
"I was looking at this girl, madame, and the more I look at her--why, it is perfectly amazing! is it possible that you haven"t noticed it, madame?"
"Noticed what, pray?"
"This pretty flower girl--for she is pretty, is she not, madame?"
"Yes, very pretty indeed; well?"
"Why, madame, she looks like you, yes, she looks very much like you!"
"Do you think so?--Yes, there is in fact something in her features, in her mouth--but I used to be prettier than she is!"
Violette blushed, and was sorely embarra.s.sed when she saw that the mistress and the maid were staring at her. As they said nothing more to her, she curtsied again and murmured:
"Has madame any further orders for me?"
"No, mademoiselle.--By the way, I will ask you, if you see this gentleman again, to thank him a thousand times for me, and to tell him, that, in spite of the mystery in which he envelops himself, I recognize him none the less, and I should be very glad to see him, in order to express in person all my grat.i.tude; can you remember all that, my girl?"
"Oh! yes, madame, I have a good memory; I shan"t forget anything, I promise you."
"Very good.--It is certain that there is a something about you--how old are you?"
"Nineteen, madame."
"Nineteen!"
Madame de Grangeville seemed struck by that answer; she reflected a moment, then answered:
"What! you are nineteen years old? You don"t look it. Have you many brothers and sisters?"
"No, madame, I am alone."
"Aha! and your mother sells flowers as you do, no doubt?"
"My mother--I don"t know her, madame; I am a--an abandoned child."
Madame de Grangeville could not control an impulsive movement; but she soon recovered herself, saying:
"How foolish I am! There are very many things in the world which resemble one another in some details. The most amusing part of this is that this girl looks so much like me; it is a mere freak of chance, for the other, if she"s alive, must be in the depths of Picardie."
Then, turning toward the girl, the baroness continued, aloud:
"Well, my child, you may go.--But, perhaps you have not been paid, and you are waiting----"
"Yes, I am paid, madame; I was not waiting for anything but to be dismissed."
"She talks very well.--Go then, and do not forget what I told you to say to Monsieur de Merval."