"If Angelique takes a fancy to the Intendant,
it will be dangerous for any other woman to stand in her way!"
Caroline gave a frightened look at the dame's description of a
possible rival in the Intendant's love. "You know more of her,
dame! Tell me all! Tell me the worst I have to learn!" pleaded the
poor girl.
"The worst, my Lady! I fear no one can tell the worst of Angelique
des Meloises,--at least, would not dare to, although I know nothing
bad of her, except that she would like to have all the men to
herself, and so spite all the women!"
"But she must regard that young officer with more than common
affection, to have acted so savagely to Mademoiselle Tourangeau?"
Caroline, with a woman's quickness, had caught at that gleam of hope
through the darkness.
"Oh, yes, my Lady! All Quebec knows that Angelique loves the
Seigneur de Repentigny, for nothing is a secret in Quebec if more
than one person knows it, as I myself well recollect; for when I was
the Charming Josephine, my very whispers were all over the city by
the next dinner hour, and repeated at every table, as gentlemen
cracked their almonds and drank their wine in toasts to the Charming
Josephine.
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