Bigot stood at the door bowing farewell and thanks to the fair
company when the tall, queenly figure of Angelique came down leaning
on the arm of the Chevalier de Pean. Bigot tendered her his arm,
which she at once accepted, and he accompanied her to her carriage.
She bowed graciously to the Intendant and De Pean, on her departure,
but no sooner had she driven off, than, throwing herself back in her
carriage, heedless of the presence of her brother, who accompanied
her home, she sank into a silent train of thoughts from which she
was roused with a start when the carriage drew up sharply at the
door of their own home.
CHAPTER XXXIII.
LA CORRIVEAU.
Angelique scarcely noticed her brother, except to bid him good-night
when she left him in the vestibule of the mansion. Gathering her
gay robes in her jewelled hand, she darted up the broad stairs to
her own apartment, the same in which she had received Le Gardeur on
that memorable night in which she crossed the Rubicon of her fate.
There was a fixedness in her look and a recklessness in her step
that showed anger and determination.
Pages:
628
629
630
631
632
633
634
635
636
637
638
639
640
641
642
643
644
645
646
647
648
649
650
651
652