Red Lily, the — Complete eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 288 pages of information about Red Lily, the — Complete.

Red Lily, the — Complete eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 288 pages of information about Red Lily, the — Complete.
famous the day before by the suicide of one of her lovers; in the boxes, Madame Berard de La Malle, her eyes lowered, her long eyelashes shading her pure cheeks; Princess Seniavine, who, looking superb, concealed under her fan panther—­like yawnings; Madame de Morlaine, between two young women whom she was training in the elegances of the mind; Madame Meillan, resting assured on thirty years of sovereign beauty; Madame Berthier d’Eyzelles, erect under iron-gray hair sparkling with diamonds.  The bloom of her cheeks heightened the austere dignity of her attitude.  She was attracting much notice.  It had been learned in the morning that, after the failure of Garain’s latest combination, M. Berthier-d’Eyzelles had, undertaken the task of forming a Ministry.  The papers published lists with the name of Martin-Belleme for the treasury, and the opera-glasses were turned toward the still empty box of the Countess Martin.

A murmur of voices filled the hall.  In the third rank of the parquette, General Lariviere, standing at his place, was talking with General de La Briche.

“I will do as you do, my old comrade, I will go and plant cabbages in Touraine.”

He was in one of his moments of melancholy, when nothingness appeared to him to be the end of life.  He had flattered Garain, and Garain, thinking him too clever, had preferred for Minister of War a shortsighted and national artillery general.  At least, the General relished the pleasure of seeing Garain abandoned, betrayed by his friends Berthier-d’Eyzelles and Martin-Belleme.  It made him laugh even to the wrinkles of his small eyes.  He laughed in profile.  Weary of a long life of dissimulation, he gave to himself suddenly the joy of expressing his thoughts.

“You see, my good La Briche, they make fools of us with their civil army, which costs a great deal, and is worth nothing.  Small armies are the only good ones.  This was the opinion of Napoleon I, who knew.”

“It is true, it is very true,” sighed General de La Briche, with tears in his eyes.

Montessuy passed before them; Lariviere extended his hand to him.

“They say, Montessuy, that you are the one who checked Garain.  Accept my compliments.”

Montessuy denied that he had exercised any political influence.  He was not a senator nor a deputy, nor a councillor-general.  And, looking through his glasses at the hall: 

“See, Lariviere, in that box at the right, a very beautiful woman, a brunette.”

And he took his seat quietly, relishing the sweets of power.

However, in the hall, in the corridors, the names of the new Ministers went from mouth to mouth in the midst of profound indifference:  President of the Council and Minister of the Interior, Berthier-d’Eyzelles; justice and Religions, Loyer; Treasury, Martin-Belleme.  All the ministers were known except those of Commerce, War, and the Navy, who were not yet designated.

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