He grunted. "About Georges."

"Really? I'm very sorry."

"Yes. I wanted to talk to you about it. You may be able to give me a

tip. Georges--the boy I hoped so much for"--his gruff voice quivered--

"is infatuated with an actress."

"Georges?"

"What do you say to that?"

"Are you certain it is true?"

"True? He makes no secret of it. That isn't all. The idiot wants to

marry her!"

"Georges wants to marry an actress?"

"Voilà!"

"My dear old friend!" I stammered.

"Isn't it amazing? One thinks one knows the character of one's own son,

hein? And then, suddenly, a boy--a boy? A man! Georges will soon be

thirty--a man one is proud of, who is distinguishing himself in his

profession, he loses his head about some creature of the theatre and

proposes to mar his whole career."

"As for that, it might not mar it," I said.

"We are not in England, in France gentlemen do not choose their wives

from the stage! I can speak freely to you; you move among these people

because your writing has taken you among them, but you are not of their

breed,"

"Have you reasoned with him?"

"Reasoned? Yes."

"What did he say?"

"Prepare to be amused. He said that 'unfortunately, the lady did not

love him'!"

"What? Then there is no danger?"

"Do you mean to say that it takes you in? You may be sure her

'reluctance' is policy, she thinks it wise to disguise her eagerness to

hook him. He told me plainly that he would not rest till he had won

her. It is a nice position! The honour of the family is safe only till

this adventuress consents, _consents_ to accept his hand! What can

I do? I can retard the marriage by refusing my permission, but I cannot

prevent it, if he summons me.... Of course, if I could arrange matters

with her, I would do it like a shot--at any price!"

"Who is she?"

"A nobody; he tells me she is quite obscure, I don't suppose you have

ever heard of her. But I thought you might make inquiries for me, that

you might ascertain whether she is the sort of woman we could settle

with?"

"I will do all I can, you may depend. Where is she--in Paris?"

"Yes, just now."

"What's her name?"

"Jeanne Laurent."

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