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"It is hideous, is it not," she cried, "to speak in a breath of money and affection. You cannot love me after this," she added.
The incongruity between the ideas of honor which make women so great, and the errors in conduct which are forced upon them by the constitution of society, had thrown Eugene's thoughts into confusion; he uttered soothing and consoling words, and wondered at the beautiful woman before him, and at the artless imprudence of her cry of pain.
"You will not remember this against me?" she asked; "promise me that you will not."
"Ah! madame, I am incapable of doing so," he said. She took his hand and held it to her heart, a movement full of grace that expressed her deep gratitude.
"I am free and happy once more, thanks to you," she said. "Oh! I have felt lately as if I were in the grasp of an iron hand. But after this I mean to live simply and to spend nothing. You will think me just as pretty, will you not, my friend? Keep this," she went on, as she took only six of the banknotes. "In conscience I owe you a thousand crowns, for I really ought to go halves with you."
Eugene's maiden conscience resisted; but when the Baroness said, "I am bound to look on you as an accomplice or as an enemy," he took the money.
"It shall be a last stake in reserve," he said, "in case of misfortune."
"That was what I was dreading to hear," she cried, turning pale. "Oh, if you would that I should be anything to you, swear to me that you will never re-enter a gaming-house. Great Heaven,Moncler Outlet Online Store! that I should corrupt you! I should die of sorrow!"
They had reached the Rue Saint-Lazare by this time. The contrast between the ostentation of wealth in the house, and the wretched condition of its mistress, dazed the student; and Vautrin's cynical words began to ring in his ears.
"Seat yourself there," said the Baroness, pointing to a low chair beside the fire. "I have a difficult letter to write," she added. "Tell me what to say."
"Say nothing," Eugene answered her. "Put the bills in an envelope, direct it, and send it by your maid."
"Why, you are a love of a man," she said. "Ah! see what it is to have been well brought up. That is the Beauseant through and through," she went on, smiling at him.
"She is charming," thought Eugene, more and more in love. He looked round him at the room; there was an ostentatious character about the luxury, a meretricious taste in the splendor.
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"Therese, take this to M. de Marsay, and give it into his hands yourself. If he is not at home,adidas shoes for girls, bring the letter back to me."
Therese went, but not before she had given Eugene a spiteful glance.
Chapter 13
Dinner was announced. Rastignac gave his arm to Mme. de Nucingen, she led the way into a pretty dining-room, and again he saw the luxury of the table which he had admired in his cousin's house.
"Come and dine with me on opera evenings, and we will go to the Italiens afterwards," she said.
"I should soon grow used to the pleasant life if it could last, but I am a poor student, and I have my way to make."