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The Indiscretion of the Duchess / Being a Story Concerning Two Ladies, a Nobleman, and a Necklace

Chapter 5 No.5

Word Count: 2669    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

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ty of my inclinations beginning to strain on the weakened chain. On this account, among others, I resolved, as I sat in the pantry drinking a glass of wine with which Suzanne kindly provided me, that my sojourn in the duke's household should be of the shortest. Moreover, I was not amused; I was not a real groom; the maids treated me with greater d

myself with a sigh,

and her assistants to attend him on the bedroom floor, and I heard him giving directions for the lodging of the expected guests. Apparently they were to be received, although th

opened before me. I strolled some little way along, and finding myself entirely hidden from the house by the intervening trees, I sat down on a rude wooden bench to wait patiently till I should be wanted. For the duchess I should have had to wait some time, but for company I did not wait long; after about ten minutes I perceived a small, spare, dark-comple

of the duke, sir?" he asked,

that I did-f

hink of lea

on as I can; I am only

d be most grateful if you would present me to him. I heard in Paris that a servant had left hi

aid I. "If I were you, I would go to the house and

not your services suff

y attire, "I am not an indoor servant.

remonstrance at m

hen, I might

there by the chestnut tree, and you will find yo

hoped the duke would engage this newcomer and let me go about my business; and I fancied that he would, for the fellow looked dap

better go! B

uld have done no more for me than the chance of Fate; for at the moment the duke's voice called "Sampson!" loudly from the house. I ran in obedien

carce as soon as you like. I've got a better servant, aye,

t on me to appear

I asked. "Where can I g

d Jean a franc, he'll give you a lift to the n

many of my friends extend to their servants. I had nothing to complain of.

e asked. "You are sendin

" said he in mockery. "Moreover

the ground in obeisance be

changeable," s

ation in

change. I change a bad servant-as you yourself

house and disappeared. The duke followed her. The str

e me to Avranches or anywhere else for five francs, and was soon busy putting his horse in the shafts. I sought out Suzanne, got her to smuggle my lugg

, sub ?there, changed my raiment, putting on a quiet suit of blue, and presenting George Sampson's rather obtrusive garments (which I took the lib

old Jean. "If he'd discovered you,

a goo

g; for it was on the cards that the duke might still find me out. And I wa

. "I forgot! The duches

ulled up his horse

a grin. "You'll have to put on these clothes

er proud of my forgetfulness; it argued a complete triumph over that unruly impuls

ait while I

you after all

he poor duchess utterly forsaken-at the m

him favor. If he can quite forget her-and will be so unromantic-why, let him, and perhaps small harm done. But almost-That leav

ace my steps to

e sack over thi

o harm by that, if y

just as had happened to Gustave de Berensac and myself the evening before, a slim figure ran down from the bank by the roadside. It

forgotten me, but I knew you

resist s

e?" I cried. "I wo

you'd wai

aiting faithf

the duchess. "Take th

, and began to walk toward the cart, where Je

to me?" I suggested

duchess, reaching the

root from his lips. I

I exclaimed, "As we g

e cart (unassisted by me, I am sorry to say). "Because

e likely; I was bo

glish. "I told him I shouldn't stay in the house if Mlle. Delhasse came. He didn't

le. Delhasse: to begin with, I knew very little about it; in the

an!" said

cheroot round and round, and grunting now and

t the sack; and

d my t

you wanted me

the duchess, spe

with me!" I cried

r eyes grew round, her brows lifted. Then her lips curved: she b

the duchess. "Oh,

eaving out all question of-of what's correct, you know" (I became v

t so; he nodded solem

indeed, she was wiping her

!" she gasped at last. "I'm no

hat I need be ashamed of that. My change of expr

sses of her tone-or was it of her eyes?-there was a little reproach, a little challe

u going?" I asked

ng in a moment a most serious air, "in

rement?" I echo

ot my métier?" she asked

ere?" I

vent stood on the edge of the bay, under the hill of Avranches. "There,

g rather too complicated for my understanding. Unfortunately, however, it was to become more complicated still;

con, are going to stay a

esolve of my intellect. But we are not al

at

he duchess, "I wa

, nodding, "just a fe

he moonlight about three hundred yards to the left. The duchess took he

household was hard to surprise. I could make

hill. Now I drove up to the summit and stopped before the principal hotel. A wa

ouble for being late," said I to Je

ff, still chewing the

m?" I asked, turn

aid he, catching up

" said I, "from

face. I fancy he knew old Jean and the cart by

ble courtesy of the French nation, "ha

him a trifle, "is an ex

ost into the arms of an extraordinarily handso

eventful day," I

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The Indiscretion of the Duchess / Being a Story Concerning Two Ladies, a Nobleman, and a Necklace
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“Sir Anthony Hope was a noted playwright and novelist, and though he's still best remembered for The Prisoner of Zenda (1894) and its sequel Rupert of Hentzau (1898), he wrote dozens of action and adventure novels.”