Mademoiselle de Maupin, v2 . ettedgave to her face an expression of melancholy emo-tion.— I said nothing for fear of disturbing herthoughts, and the silence lasted some minutes; at lastshe broke it. They are Henris eyes,— my dear Henris,— thesame bright, melting glance, the same way of carryingthe head, the same sweet, proud face ;—one would sayit was he.—You cannot imagine how striking the re-semblance is, Monsieur Theodore ;—when I see you,I can no longer believe that Henri is dead; I thinkthat he has been on a long journey from which hehas at last returned.—You have given me much pleas-ure
Mademoiselle de Maupin, v2 . ettedgave to her face an expression of melancholy emo-tion.— I said nothing for fear of disturbing herthoughts, and the silence lasted some minutes; at lastshe broke it. They are Henris eyes,— my dear Henris,— thesame bright, melting glance, the same way of carryingthe head, the same sweet, proud face ;—one would sayit was he.—You cannot imagine how striking the re-semblance is, Monsieur Theodore ;—when I see you,I can no longer believe that Henri is dead; I thinkthat he has been on a long journey from which hehas at last returned.—You have given me much pleas-ure and much pain, Theodore !—pleasure by remind-ing me of my poor Henri, pain by showing me how adapter XM$ How many times you have appeared to me — at thewindow of the mysterious chateau, leaning in melancholymood on the balcony and throwing to the wind the petalsof some flower. * * * There were your proud yetgentle eyes, your transparent hands, your lovely, wavinghair and your adorably disdainful MADEMOISELLE DE MAUPIN 209 great a loss I have suffered; sometimes I have takenyou for his phantom.—I cannot get used to the ideathat you are going to leave us; it seems to me that Iam losing my Henri once more. I told her that if it were possible for me to remainlonger I would do it with pleasure, but that my stayhad already been prolonged far beyond what it shouldhave been ; that I looked forward to returning, how-ever, and that my memories of the chateau would betoo pleasant to allow me to forget it so quickly. Sorry as I am to have you leave us, MonsieurTheodore, she continued, pursuing her thought, thereis some one here who will be more so than I.—Youunderstand whom I refer to, without my telling dont know what we shall do with Rosette when youhave gone; but the old chateau is a very dull is always hunting, and for a young womanlike her the society of a poor helpless old creaturelike myself is not very entertaining. If any o
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