But then, unfortunately, this led to a fresh mystification. Riviere's
natural jealousy revived, and found constant food in the attention Rose
paid Camille, a brilliant colonel living in the house while he, poor
wretch, lived in lodgings. The false position of all the parties brought
about some singular turns. I give from their number one that forms a
link, though a small one, in my narrative.
One day Edouard came to tell Rose she was making him unhappy; he had her
alone in the Pleasaunce; she received him with a radiant smile, and they
had a charming talk,--a talk all about HIM: what the family owed him,
etc.
On this, his late jealousy and sense of injury seemed a thing of three
years ago, and never to return. So hard it is for the loving heart to
resist its sun.
Jacintha came with a message from the colonel: "Would it be agreeable to
Mademoiselle Rose to walk with him at the usual hour?"
"Certainly," said Rose.
As Jacintha was retiring Edouard called to her to stop a minute.
Then, turning to Rose, he begged her very ceremoniously to reconsider
that determination.
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