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" How haye you heard <strong>of</strong> it."<br />
'<br />
Read this letter. It is from 31. Bcrthct <strong>of</strong> Marseilles."<br />
<strong>The</strong> Baron glanced at <strong>the</strong> contents <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> letter, and asked,<br />
" Who is this Comte de Vedelles?"<br />
"An ex-magistrate, I think. One <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> old nobility <strong>of</strong><br />
L<strong>or</strong>raine."<br />
"<br />
I wonder how high this new purchaser will bid."<br />
"<br />
Considering <strong>the</strong> price at which we start <strong>the</strong> sale, <strong>the</strong>re is<br />
ample scope f<strong>or</strong> bidders," <strong>the</strong> solicit<strong>or</strong> observed, in a confidential<br />
lone<br />
" We shau see," <strong>the</strong> Baron replied. "That low price may<br />
have tempted this Count. When he finds that a neighb<strong>or</strong>ing<br />
landowner is in <strong>the</strong> field, he will withdraw."<br />
" And you will purchase?"<br />
"Well, my son Cesaire s election must be secured, and to secure<br />
it we must possess La Pinede. I must do all I can ;" and<br />
after a pause <strong>the</strong> Baron added, "and <strong>the</strong>n my bro<strong>the</strong>r will help<br />
us."<br />
" Oh, if <strong>the</strong> Vicomte de Croixfonds lends his assistance, <strong>the</strong>re<br />
will be no difficulty."<br />
"<br />
I am glad in any case to see this mysterious place," <strong>the</strong><br />
Baron said, without taking notice <strong>of</strong> M.<br />
"<br />
Lescalle's remark. It<br />
is an old fancy <strong>of</strong> mine, which I have never been able to gratify.<br />
Ever since my return to Croixfonds, fifteen years ago, I have<br />
wished to go to La Pinede, but I never could get in. Have you<br />
always had possession <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> keys? "<br />
" I received <strong>the</strong> keys <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> chateau sixteen years ago, when<br />
Count Hon<strong>or</strong>e went away after <strong>the</strong> death <strong>of</strong> his wife, and I<br />
have never been <strong>the</strong>re myself since that time. He had given<br />
me exact <strong>or</strong>ders on <strong>the</strong> subject, and I adhered to <strong>the</strong>m."<br />
' And has nobody bsen into <strong>the</strong> house sixteen years?<br />
nobody at all f<strong>or</strong><br />
"<br />
<strong>the</strong> whole summit <strong>of</strong> a tall hill, which seemed to rebel against<br />
this rigid belt by throwing out such aa immense quantity <strong>of</strong><br />
brambles and ivy that in several places breaches were opened in<br />
THJH XOTABY-8 DAUGHTER.<br />
<strong>the</strong> wall. About sixty acres <strong>of</strong> barren, wild, uncultivated land,<br />
dotted about with clumps <strong>of</strong> firs remnants <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> old f<strong>or</strong>est<br />
which had given its nams to <strong>the</strong> place were inclosed within its<br />
precincts, and in <strong>the</strong> centre <strong>of</strong> this property stood <strong>the</strong> house, respectfully<br />
called by every one in that de la Pinede.<br />
neighb<strong>or</strong>hood <strong>the</strong> CJuiteau<br />
Small as it was, something distinguished and old-fashioned in<br />
its appearance justified that appellation. It had been built in<br />
<strong>the</strong> reign <strong>of</strong> Louis <strong>the</strong> Thirteenth, partly <strong>of</strong> brick, partly <strong>of</strong> stone,<br />
and f<strong>or</strong>med a perfect square; irregular rows <strong>of</strong> windows on every<br />
side, and a siir^la do<strong>or</strong> studded with projecting iron nails, gave<br />
it very much <strong>the</strong> look <strong>of</strong> a gigantic dice<br />
Bef<strong>or</strong>e <strong>the</strong> entrance-do<strong>or</strong> was a broad paved terrace, b<strong>or</strong>dered<br />
by a parapet, on which vases <strong>of</strong> blue china contained dried-up<br />
mould and sticks which had once been wrea<strong>the</strong>d with green.<br />
Four acacias, planted at each c<strong>or</strong>ner <strong>of</strong> this terrace, ha'l grown<br />
to a magnificent size. <strong>The</strong>ir branches, freed from <strong>the</strong> trammels<br />
which used to. compel <strong>the</strong>m to f<strong>or</strong>m a s<strong>or</strong>t <strong>of</strong> tent bef<strong>or</strong>e <strong>the</strong><br />
house, had taken all s<strong>or</strong>ts <strong>of</strong> strange liberties. One <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>m hud<br />
availed itself, in a free and easy manner, <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> opening made l>y<br />
a broken pane <strong>of</strong> glasff in one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> windows <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> second<br />
st<strong>or</strong>y, and intruding into a bedroom, astonished every spring <strong>the</strong><br />
spiders, its sole inhabitants, by a burst <strong>of</strong> green leaves, white<br />
blossoms, and delicious perfume. With <strong>the</strong> exception <strong>of</strong> this<br />
broken pane, everything in Hie little chateau was hermetically<br />
closed. Thick shutters protected <strong>the</strong> windows <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> first st<strong>or</strong>y,<br />
aud heavy iron bars those <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> ground fls<strong>or</strong>. If it had not<br />
been f<strong>or</strong> that audacious branch <strong>of</strong> acacia and <strong>the</strong> grass growing<br />
among,-;! <strong>the</strong> stones <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> pavement bef<strong>or</strong>e <strong>the</strong> entrance-do<strong>or</strong>, it<br />
might have been supposed that <strong>the</strong> inhabitants <strong>of</strong> La Pinede had<br />
only left it a few days ago.<br />
<strong>The</strong> grounds evinced <strong>the</strong> contrary even m<strong>or</strong>e than <strong>the</strong> house.<br />
<strong>The</strong> dried-up soil, covered with branches and bindweed, presented<br />
<strong>the</strong> most desolate appearance. A fine avenue <strong>of</strong> olive trees,<br />
which led from <strong>the</strong> gate to <strong>the</strong> terrace, some few peach and almond<br />
trees and straggling vines, which made it <strong>the</strong>ir business to<br />
strangle <strong>the</strong> fruit trees in <strong>the</strong>ir entangled knots, alone testified<br />
that <strong>the</strong> place had been f<strong>or</strong>merly cared f<strong>or</strong>. <strong>The</strong> soil <strong>of</strong> Prov-<br />
ence is unproductive when left to itself. To make it fertile,<br />
two things are required lab<strong>or</strong> and water. F<strong>or</strong> sixteen years<br />
La Pinede bad been left without <strong>the</strong> beneficial ministrations <strong>of</strong><br />
spade <strong>or</strong> watering-pot.<br />
<strong>The</strong> scene above described met <strong>the</strong> eyes <strong>of</strong> M. Lescalle and <strong>the</strong><br />
Baron de Croixfonds when, after having with difficulty pushed<br />
open ihe iron gate, <strong>the</strong> hinges <strong>of</strong> which refused to do <strong>the</strong>ir part,<br />
<strong>the</strong>y walked up <strong>the</strong> avenue, arrived in front <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Chateau de<br />
la Pinede, and by means <strong>of</strong> ano<strong>the</strong>r <strong>of</strong> M. Lescalle's heavy bunch<br />
<strong>of</strong> keys, entered <strong>the</strong> house and found <strong>the</strong>mselves in a large hall<br />
paved with marble, which emitted that peculiar od<strong>or</strong> <strong>of</strong> dust<br />
and decay which housekeepers call a close smell. M. Lescalle<br />
rushed into <strong>the</strong> adjoining saloon and threw open <strong>the</strong> windows.<br />
<strong>The</strong> gladsome m<strong>or</strong>ning sunshine flooded suddenly with light <strong>the</strong><br />
long-closed room, and <strong>the</strong> two men looked at each o<strong>the</strong>r in<br />
silent astonishment. <strong>The</strong> principal pieces <strong>of</strong> furniture were<br />
grouped round <strong>the</strong> chimney, in which half-burnt logs <strong>of</strong> wood<br />
seemed to be waiting f<strong>or</strong> <strong>the</strong> fire-tongs to rekindle <strong>the</strong>m.<br />
On one <strong>of</strong> those low couches which used to be called Causcusei,<br />
some tapestry w<strong>or</strong>k with a needle hanging to it, and an unfolded<br />
A child's table standing near<br />
''Count Hon<strong>or</strong>e, as long as he lived, spent a week <strong>the</strong>re by<br />
himself every year."<br />
"<br />
In what a wretched state it must be," <strong>the</strong> Baron said.<br />
'<br />
I should think so indeed,'' M. Lescalle replied, and taking<br />
<strong>the</strong> largest <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> keys which he carried in his hand, he thrust it<br />
into <strong>the</strong> rusty lock <strong>of</strong> an iron gate.<br />
Above this gate was a medallion in <strong>the</strong> style <strong>of</strong> Louis <strong>the</strong> Fifteenth's<br />
time, on which <strong>the</strong> letters H. and P. f<strong>or</strong>med a monogram,<br />
surmounted by a c<strong>or</strong>onet. On each side <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> pocket handkerchief, were lying.<br />
this s<strong>of</strong>a was covered with little white sheep wearing pink<br />
gate a stone wall<br />
followed <strong>the</strong> undulations <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> uneven ground and surrounded<br />
collars<br />
and fraternizing with lions, wolves, elephants, and stags, <strong>of</strong> prop<strong>or</strong>tionate<br />
size. Shepherdesses in blue gowns and hunters in<br />
red coats, resting at <strong>the</strong> bottom <strong>of</strong> a large box <strong>of</strong> playthings,<br />
seemed destined to join that happy family. <strong>The</strong> box was lying<br />
open on <strong>the</strong> couch by <strong>the</strong> side <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> piece <strong>of</strong> w<strong>or</strong>k. It was im-<br />
possible to mistake <strong>the</strong> mo<strong>the</strong>r's place aud <strong>the</strong> child's place in<br />
that room. Her w<strong>or</strong>k and its play seemed only just interrupted.<br />
Where was <strong>the</strong> mo<strong>the</strong>r? Was she not about to come in? Where<br />
was <strong>the</strong> child? Would not <strong>the</strong> sound <strong>of</strong> its laughing voice soon<br />
ring joyfully on <strong>the</strong> stairs? No; all was silent as <strong>the</strong> grave.<br />
<strong>The</strong> two men looked at each o<strong>the</strong>r with that s<strong>or</strong>t <strong>of</strong> sadness<br />
which is sometimes felt at <strong>the</strong> sight <strong>of</strong> an empty nest. An old<br />
lawyer, and an old man <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> w<strong>or</strong>ld! <strong>The</strong>re must have been a<br />
strange pathos in that room to have thus affected <strong>the</strong>m.<br />
On <strong>the</strong> c<strong>or</strong>ner <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> chimney was lying a dried-up nosegay<br />
<strong>of</strong> violets, which <strong>the</strong> first touch would have destroyed, and an<br />
old newspaper. <strong>The</strong> Baron de Croixfonds took it up and read<br />
<strong>the</strong> date March 7th, 1819.<br />
" Yes; <strong>the</strong> eve <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> anniversary <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> po<strong>or</strong> Countess de la<br />
Pincde's death," <strong>the</strong> notary observed.<br />
"<br />
Come, Lescalle, give me some account <strong>of</strong> it," <strong>the</strong> Baron<br />
said, resuming his usual manner.<br />
" You keep your reminiscences<br />
as closely under lock aud key as <strong>the</strong> domain <strong>of</strong> La Pinede."<br />
"<br />
"I had made a promise on <strong>the</strong> subject, M. Lescalle an-<br />
swered; "but now unf<strong>or</strong>tunately <strong>the</strong>re is no reason why I<br />
should keep it."<br />
"Well, <strong>the</strong>n, let us break <strong>the</strong> seal at once," <strong>the</strong> Baron said.<br />
'<br />
I like family hist<strong>or</strong>ies, and I suppose as <strong>the</strong>re was so much secrecy<br />
observed in this ease, that this one must have some peculiar<br />
interest." As he said this, <strong>the</strong> Baron stretched himself at<br />
?ull length on <strong>the</strong> s<strong>of</strong>a, took out his cigar-case, and assumed a<br />
likening attitude.<br />
'<br />
If you expect some complicated <strong>or</strong> extra<strong>or</strong>dinary hist<strong>or</strong>y,<br />
your curiosity will be disappointed," M. Lescalle answered.<br />
"<strong>The</strong> state in which you find this place and this room, in<br />
which everything tells its tale reveals <strong>the</strong> simple fact that<br />
death snapped <strong>the</strong> thread <strong>of</strong> a ywng woman's existence, and<br />
doomed <strong>the</strong> life which was bound up in hers to a hopelesg<br />
s<strong>or</strong>row."