How he detested this woman
who held him, whose will weighed so heavily on him! Nothing could
curb her ferocious obstinacy. She had one fixed idea. He had
thought to conciliate her by dismissing Jenny. It was a mistake.
When he said to her:
"Bertha, I shall never see Jenny again."
She answered, ironically:
"Mademoiselle Courtois will be very grateful to you!"
That evening, while Sauvresy Was crossing the court-yard, he saw a
beggar at the gate, making signs to him.
"What do you want, my good man?"
The beggar looked around to see that no one was listening.
"I have brought you a note," said he, rapidly, and in a low tone.
"I was told to give it, only to you, and to ask you to read it when
you are alone."
He mysteriously slipped a note, carefully sealed, into Sauvresy's
hand.
"It comes from pretty girl," added he, winking.
Sauvresy, turning his back to the house, opened it and read:
"SIR--You will do a great favor to a poor and unhappy girl, if
you will come to-morrow to the Belle Image, at Corbeil, where
you will be awaited all day.
"Your humble servant,
"JENNY F---."
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