The Ball

           

           Theluxuriousdresses,theglitterofthecandles;allthoseprettyarmsandfineshoulders;thebouquets,theintoxicatingstrainsofRossini,thepaintingsofCiceri.Iambesidemyself.JourneysofUseri.

           "Youareinabadtemper,"saidthemarquisedelaMoletoher;"letmecautionyou,itisungraciousataball."

           "Ionlyhaveaheadache,"answeredMathildedisdainfully,"itistoohothere."

           AtthismomenttheoldBaronTollybecameillandfelldown,asthoughtojustifymademoiselledelaMole’sremark.Theywereobligedtocarryhimaway.Theytalkedaboutapoplexy.Itwasadisagreeableincident.

           Mathildedidnotbothermuchaboutit.

           Shemadeapointofneverlookingatoldmen,oratanyonewhohadthereputationofbeingbadcompany.

           Shedancedinordertoescapetheconversationabouttheapoplexy,whichwasnotapoplexyinasmuchasthebaronputinanappearancethefollowingday.

           "ButSoreldoesnotcome,"shesaidtoherselfaftershehaddanced.Shewasalmostlookingroundforhimwhenshefoundhiminanothersalon.Astonishing,butheseemedtohavelostthatimpassivecoldnessthatwassonaturaltohim;henolongerlookedEnglish.

           "HeistalkingtocomteAltamirawhowassentencedtodeath,"saidMathildetoherself."Hiseyeisfullofasombrefire;helookslikeaprinceindisguise;hishaughtinesshasbecometwiceaspronounced."

           Juliencamebacktowhereshewas,stilltalkingtoAltamira.ShelookedatAltamirafixedly,studyinghisfeaturesinordertotracethoseloftyqualitieswhichcanearnamanthehonourofbeingcondemnedtodeath.

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