CHAPTER LVII.

CONCLUSION.

The wound in Madeleine's head was dangerously near her temple. Her long

swoon had been caused by the severity of the blow, and she was

completely exhausted by her great loss of blood. When Dr. Bayard had

examined her injuries and readjusted the bandage, Maurice bore her

gently to her own chamber, clasping her closely in his arms as he went,

and breathing over her words of tenderest endearment. He left her in

Mrs. Lawkins' charge to be undressed and laid in bed, but even during

that brief process, knocked several times at the door to urge the good

house-keeper to make haste and admit him.

For nearly two months Maurice had been chained to the bedside of his

suffering father, or his grandmother; he had been fully initiated into

the duties of ministration, and upon the strength of his experience he

claimed the entire care of the new invalid. What a luxury to him it was

to watch over his beloved Madeleine! It seemed ungrateful of her to

deprive him of the happiness by getting well too rapidly. As Ruth

Thornton occupied the same room, Madeleine needed no watcher at night;

but Maurice scarcely left her during the day. Her light food, her

cooling drinks and calming potions, she received from his hands alone.

Hour after hour, he sat and read to her,--sat and talked to her,--sat

and looked at her,--and never was weary,--never was so superlatively

happy in his life! He was jealous of any one who attempted to share his

vigils; when Mrs. Lawkins approached, he playfully reminded her that

they had agreed upon a division of labor, and Madame de Gramont was her

patient; when Ruth and Bertha tried to press upon him their services, he

had always some plea to peremptorily dismiss them both. Mrs. Walton was

the only one in whose favor he relented a little. He allowed her to sit

beside his charge for a couple of hours every day. How could he refuse

when the presence of this invaluable friend gave Madeleine such true

pleasure, and when Mrs. Walton was filled with such evident delight in

watching the intercourse of these two kindred spirits, who to her eyes

seemed created for partnership?

Madame de Gramont had daily, with a sort of ceremonious affection,

inquired after Madeleine's health. Madeleine's first visit, when she was

able to rise, was to her aunt; but Maurice would not allow his patient

to attempt to walk without his supporting arm about her waist. We will

not say that Madame de Gramont greeted Madeleine _cordially_; but she

received her with marked consideration, and expressed satisfaction at

beholding her able to move; this was the sole allusion she made to the

accident. Maurice, who had grown thoroughly tyrannical, would only

permit Madeleine to remain a few moments with his grandmother, and

brought the interview to a sudden close.

Now that Madeleine was convalescent, she found great enjoyment in long,

pleasant drives with Bertha, Maurice and Gaston. On bright days they

left the carriage, and wandered into the woods to gather wild flowers,

and rest beneath the trees. On one of these occasions, Madeleine was

sitting upon a fallen tree, her lap filled with the flowers she had

culled, and which she was weaving into a wreath. Bertha aided her work

by selecting and handing the requisite flowers. Maurice was supplying

her with luxuriant moss which she mingled among the bright blossoms.

Gaston, lying at Bertha's feet, contemplated the lovely picture before

him. The wreath was finished, and Madeleine wound it about Bertha's

picturesque little hat,--not one of those unmeaning abominations which

neither cover the head, nor shade the face, but a round straw hat,

slightly turned up at the sides, and ornamented only by a single, black

plume.

"Look, M. de Bois," said Madeleine, "is not my chaplet successful? Could

anything be more becoming to Bertha?"

"Yes," answered Gaston, "there is one chaplet in which she would look

still lovelier,--a wreath of orange-blossoms. Come, Bertha, are you not

ready to reward my patience and forbearance? Will you not let me

remember this day as one of our brightest, by telling me when you will

wear that orange-blossom wreath?"

Bertha laid her head upon Madeleine's shoulder at the risk of crushing

some of the wild flowers, and answered, "That depends upon Madeleine. I

told you long ago that Madeleine should name the day."

"Come then, Mademoiselle Madeleine," Gaston pleaded; "do you speak!"

Maurice's eyes fervently seconded the adjuration.

Madeleine answered, with the perverseness of her sex, "You ought to

return to Charleston, Maurice."

"I know I _ought_; but do not imagine I mean to do what I ought to do,

until you have done what you ought to do as an example; if you do

_that_, you will tell me when I may return to claim my bride."

"You shall know to-morrow," said Madeleine, "but only on condition that

neither of you gentlemen mention the subject again to-day."

Both lovers promised; but, simply because a condition had been made,

they every moment experienced the strongest temptation to disregard the

stipulation.

That night Madeleine and Bertha had a long conversation,--"a woman's

talk," such as maidens, and matrons too, delight in, all the world over.

They decided that Maurice must leave at once for Charleston, and remain

three months, only returning the day before the one appointed for his

nuptials. The double wedding was to take place in church; the bridal

party to return to Madeleine's and, after a collation, leave for

Philadelphia, and the day following for New York. The countess,

accompanied by Gaston and Bertha, would sail at once for Havre, and

Maurice, and Madeleine take up their abode in Charleston. Bertha's

plans, after she reached France, were left to be determined by

circumstances.

Madame de Gramont was the first one apprised of this arrangement, and it

met with her full approval. She rejoiced at the certainty of seeing her

beloved château again; and, though she spoke not one word to that

effect, experienced great relief at being spared the necessity of

appearing in Brittany with Madeleine, whose presence must necessarily

cause abundant gossip.

Maurice and Gaston were warned that the penalty of a single remonstrance

against these plans would be a month added to their period of probation.

Maurice compromised by pleading that instead of leaving Washington at

once, he might be permitted to remain until the close of the week.

The French ambassador had been much chagrined at the prospect of parting

with Gaston. It was tolerably difficult to find a person who was not

always seeking his own interests, or meddling in diplomatic affairs, to

supply M. de Bois's place. When M. de Fleury was informed that the

period for Gaston's departure was settled, he urged him to promise to

return within six months, saying that he would only engage a secretary

_pro tem._ in the hope of M. de Bois occupying his former position.

As the young French maidens were orphans, and of high family, M. de

Fleury offered to assume the office of father in giving them away, and

the flattering proposition was particularly acceptable to the countess.

Ronald Walton was to be the groomsman of Maurice, and Madeleine made her

humble friend Ruth, the happiest of maidens, by inviting her to

officiate as bridesmaid. Bertha needed a bridesmaid and groomsman, since

her cousin would be thus attended, and she chose Lady Augusta Linden and

her _fiancé_, Mr. Rutledge, through whose influence Madeleine had

obtained a vote of so much importance to Maurice.

These nuptial arrangements seemed to give general satisfaction, with

one exception; Mr. Walton declared that he was unfairly treated; that he

meant to be assigned some office; and as his son was Madeleine's

groomsman, and as he was not himself qualified to be Bertha's, he must

be allowed to act as the father of the latter. M. de Fleury, he said,

ought to be contented with the _rôle_ of father to one of the brides.

Bertha, who had been charmed by the courtly manners and delightful

conversation of this agreeable gentleman, cordially consented.

Once more Madeleine and Maurice were to be parted; and even this brief

separation tested their fortitude. The Waltons accompanied Maurice, and

were to return with him to Washington.

On his arrival in Charleston, he had cause to be flattered by the hearty

greeting of his partner. Maurice plunged at once into professional

duties; but another employment helped to speed the time,--a truly

charming occupation,--the preparation of a home for his bride.

Mrs. Walton assisted the young lawyer in the agreeable task of selecting

furniture, and making those arrangements which demanded a woman's hand.

A never-failing happiness flowed to Maurice from the exchange of letters

with Madeleine. Each day commenced with the sending, and closed with the

receiving, of one of these precious paper messengers. But Madeleine's

letters, by no means, came under the head of "love letters." She could

not have poured out upon paper, any more than she could have spoken, the

fulness and depth of her affection; but Maurice found inexhaustible

delight in what she wrote, which was always suggestive of so much left

unsaid.

Madeleine rented her house to Ruth, who now became the head of the

establishment which "Mademoiselle Melanie" had rendered so popular. At

Madeleine's suggestion, Ruth had written to her widowed mother and young

sister and requested them to make their future home with her. That

letter was read by streaming eyes, and its contents filled to

overflowing two joyful hearts.

Mrs. Lawkins was to accompany Madeleine to Charleston and take charge of

her household there.

Madeleine proposed closing her establishment on the day of her wedding;

for she well knew that her _employées_ would desire to witness the

ceremony. And she further evinced her thoughtfulness by ordering a

bountiful collation to be spread in the apartments usually devoted to

business, at the same time that the table was prepared for her own

bridal party in the apartments beneath.

Madeleine and Bertha had both apprised their bridegrooms elect that they

preferred to forego the French custom of receiving the usual

_corbeille_, containing laces, India shawls, jewelry, etc., etc., adding

that some simple bridal token would be more acceptable.

The day before the wedding arrived, and with it Maurice and the Waltons.

We will not attempt to paint the meeting between Maurice and

Madeleine,--it was too full of joy for language, too sacred for

description,--but pass on to the events of the evening when the exchange

of bridal gifts was made.

Maurice fastened about Madeleine's white throat a small chain of

Venetian gold, to which was suspended a cross of rare pearls; and on the

back of the cross were inscribed these words of the prophet,--

"Labor is worship."

M. de Bois, knowing that Bertha was only too well supplied with gems,

had experienced great difficulty in selecting a bridal gift. But, after

many consultations with Madeleine, he chose a set of cameos cut in

stone. The necklace and bracelets were composed of angel heads; but his

own likeness was cut upon the brooch, and that of Madeleine on the

medallion that formed the centre of the bracelet. Who can doubt that

Bertha was enchanted with her gift?

Madame de Gramont presented each of her nieces with a handkerchief of

rich old lace, very rare and no longer purchasable.

Madeleine placed in Bertha's hands a magnificently bound volume; it

contained Mrs. Browning's poems illustrated, in water colors, by

Madeleine herself. Many of the paintings were exquisite, but those which

represented "Lady Geraldine's Courtship," far surpassed all the others.

And now came the great surprise of the evening,--the disclosure of a

secret which Gaston and Bertha had carefully guarded. Bertha, in her

clingingly affectionate way, knelt down beside Madeleine, and laid in

her lap two ancient-looking jewel-cases, her bridal gift to Madeleine.

How Madeleine started and trembled at the sight! Well she knew those

caskets, but her shaking hands could not press the springs by which they

were secured. Bertha lifted their lids and disclosed the diamonds and

emeralds which had been the bridal jewels of Lady Katrine Nugent,

Madeleine's great-great-grandmother; the jewels which Madeleine had been

forced to part with to obtain herself subsistence; the jewels whose

design she had imitated on the dress which first made her "fairy

fingers" known to Vignon; the jewels Bertha had recognized when they

were worn by Madame de Fleury; the jewels which in attempting to trace

to their owner, Maurice had suffered so terribly. These memorable jewels

were restored through Gaston's agency. He had related to M. de Fleury

their history, and Mademoiselle de Merrivale's desire to repurchase

them. The marquis had promised acquiescence in the young lady's wishes

if Madame de Fleury's consent could be obtained. Gaston and Bertha paid

the ambassador's wife a visit of persuasion. Gaston was an especial

favorite, and Madame de Fleury loved Madeleine as well as it was

possible for her to love any one. Her yielding up these jewels was a

high proof of the noble _couturière's_ power over her frivolous heart.

What bride does not smile when she sees the sun shine into her chamber

on the nuptial morning? The sun shone gloriously on the bridal day of

Madeleine and Bertha. The ceremony was to take place at any early

hour,--no invitations were issued,--the bridal party was to meet at

Madeleine's to go to church.

Madeleine and Bertha were attired precisely alike, and with severe

simplicity; they both wore dresses of white silk, made close to the

throat. (A _décolté_ attire would not be tolerated at a Parisian

bridal.) Their veils were circular and of point lace; their chaplets of

natural orange blossoms woven by Madeleine herself. Madeleine had not

intended to wear any ornament, save the cross Maurice had presented her,

but Bertha insisted on clasping Lady Katrine Nugent's bridal bracelet on

her cousin's arm, and fastening her tiny lace collar with the lily and

shamrock brooch. Bertha, herself, wore Gaston's cameos, and could

scarcely restrain her joyful tears when she fastened on her fair bosom

the brooch which represented her lover's countenance, and the bracelet

that bore her beloved Madeleine's. She was adorned with the images of

the two most dear on earth.

Need we say that both brides were supremely lovely? Gazing at Bertha's

sweet, unclouded face, that looked out from among the wealth of golden

ringlets, and noting the soft light in her blue eyes, the delicate

rose-flush that came and went on her cheeks, one might well declare that

nothing more beautiful could be found, until the gazer turned to

Madeleine. Her face was colorless with emotion, yet its paleness only

rendered the sculpturesque beauty of her features more striking; her

eyes were downcast, and thus one missed their clear lustre and holy

expression; yet the long lashes were some compensation, and her look was

so spiritual, so saint-like in its beauty, that nothing mortal could

have been lovelier.

For one moment only were Maurice and Gaston permitted to greet their

brides, and then they were hurried into the carriages which awaited

them.

Though no invitations had been given, the church was densely crowded.

When the nuptial procession entered, the suppressed murmur of many

voices sounded like the rushing of distant waves. First came Madame de

Gramont, leaning on the arm of Maurice; they were followed by Ronald and

Ruth Thornton; Madeleine, led by the Marquis de Fleury, followed. Then

came the second party, Gaston with Mrs. Walton on his arm; Lady Augusta

and Mr. Rutledge; Bertha, led by Mr. Walton, not the least proud and

happy man of that large assembly.

At times, during the ceremony, low sobs were audible; they came from

Madeleine's _employées_, who could not wholly control their grief, as

the certainty of losing their gentle mistress forced itself upon them.

The newly made wives passed out of the church conducted by their

husbands and returned to Madeleine's residence.

During the collation the brides stood together at the head of the table.

The French ambassador and Mr. Walton were the life of the festive board,

and infused an element of gayety which the small assemblage would have

lacked without their aid, for a happy silence had fallen upon the

nuptial party. Besides these gentlemen, Mr. Meredith and Mr. Hilson were

the only strangers present.

The brides left the company to assume their travelling attire; but

Madeleine, before she made this change, stole to the apartment where her

needle-women were at table, with Victorine at the head, and spoke a word

of kindly farewell to each, in turn. There were no dry eyes in that

room.

Maurice was more than satisfied with Madeleine's approval of the

pleasant abode he had chosen. Many and joyous were the years he and his

beloved companion passed under that roof. One year after their marriage

it also sheltered for a time Gaston and Bertha. Madame de Gramont died

soon after her return to Brittany.

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Every effort has been made to replicate this text as faithfully as

possible, including obsolete and variant spellings. Obvious

typographical errors in punctuation (misplaced quotes and the like) have

been fixed. Corrections in the text are noted below, with corrections

inside the brackets:

page 5:

XX. The Incognito[Incognita], 186

page 32

I saw three of our relatives on the de Gramont side, Madame

de Nervac, the Count Damorean[Damoreau], and M. de

Bonneville. They inquired kindly after you, Madeleine, and I

told them you

page 91

"Before you go to Rennes, will you not return this

handker-Shief[handkerchief] to M. de Bois? As it was picked

up in the châlet, he

page 122

confusion in his own mind, the more troubled he felt in

pondering over the disorded[disordered] mental condition of

Maurice. During a whole month after their accidental

encounter in the street he called

page 123

great, blue eyes which so strongly resembled Bertha's--were

glittering with the wild lights of delirum[delirium]; fever

burned on his cheeks and seemed to scorch his parched lips.

The fair, clustering

page 129

seen Madeleine beside me! When the good 'sister' moved about

the room, in the dim light of the veillense[veilleuse], in

spite of her coarse, unshapely garb, I recognized the

outlines of Madeleine's

page 132

Walton, without being stirred and inspired by the contact.

The force, decision, aptitude, promptness, which

distinguished Roland[Ronald], had constituted him a sort of

prince among his fellow-students,

page 135

the Marchioness de Fleury that Bertha's uncle was exceedingly

tenacious of his rights, and jealous of the

inteference[interference] of his niece's relatives in regard

to any future alliance she might

page 150

golden keys: unlock all doors; carry one into hidden depths

of the earth. Shall be obliged to advance funds to pay

partiest[parties] employed. Have the goodness to write your

name in this

page 153

"See, Maurice," Bertha continued, joyfully, "in the corner

she has embroidered my name, surrounded by a wreath of

for-get-me-nots[forget-me-nots],--for she does not forget.

The crest of the de Merrivales is in the opposite

page 158

woman of her calm judgment,--a woman who could look with such

steady, tearless eyes upon life's realties,[realities]--a

woman who would not have trodden in flowery ways though every

page 165

compelled to make, that he might meet the demands of the old

Jew, were not without their influence in preparing Count

Triston[Tristan] an to look favorably upon his son's

solicitation. The count imagined

page 189

to mortgage the estate of his son for so large amount that,

but for the advent of the railroad, upon which he confidently

calculated, the mortgage must prove ruinious[ruinous] to the

interests of the landholder.

page 209

"I must entreat your pardon for allowing you to wait; it was

not in my power to be[repeated word "be" removed] more

punctual; a terrible accident--the first of the kind which

has ever occurred to me--is my

page 228

Ruth, without lifting her head from the sketch she was

coloring, answered, "Yes, certainly, unless it should be

something with which Mademoiselle Malanie[Melanie] does not

desire us to be acquainted."

page 237

Shortly after M. de Bois returned to the exhibition salons,

Madeline[Madeleine] entered the workroom. Gaston could see

her moving about among the young girls, distributing

sketches, making smiling

page 241

he should find her tranquil and self-possessed; and was he

about to enter her presence as voiceless and unmanned as

during their brief recontre[rencontre] the day previous?

page 281

The Countess de Gramant[Gramont] rose up majestically, white

with rage.

page 287

"True," replied Lord Linden, undaunted by her chilling

de-demeanor;[demeanor] "and it is not easy to break the iron

bonds of conventionality. But, if the difference of our rank

prevents my

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"An insult? You do not imagnie[imagine]--you cannot suppose

that I had any such intention?"

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"Yes, to-night; but not very[every] night," she added, with

playful imperativeness. "I shall not allow that, and you see

I have taken the reins into my own hands, and show that a

little of

in the social sphere; and great were the lamentations over

the noble coutourière's[couturière's] supposed abdication of

her throne.

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