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Madame Forestier
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Sheturnedtowardhimwithasmile:"Itisafancyofminetoweardiamondslikethis,simplyonathread."
Hemurmuredinreply,tremblingathisaudacity:"Itischarming—buttheearincreasesthebeautyoftheornament."
Shethankedhimwithaglance.Asheturnedhishead,hemetMme.Forestier’seyes,inwhichhefanciedhesawamingledexpressionofgaiety,malice,andencouragement.Allthemenweretalkingatthesametime;theirdiscussionwasanimated.
Whenthepartyleftthedining-room,Duroyofferedhisarmtothelittlegirl.Shethankedhimgravelyandstoodupontiptoeinordertolayherhanduponhisarm.Uponenteringthedrawing-room,theyoungmancarefullysurveyedit.Itwasnotalargeroom;buttherewerenobrightcolors,andonefeltatease;itwasrestful.Thewallsweredrapedwithviolethangingscoveredwithtinyembroideredflowersofyellowsilk.Theportiereswereofagrayishblueandthechairswereofallshapes,ofallsizes;scatteredabouttheroomwerecouchesandlargeandsmalleasy-chairs,allcoveredwithLouisXVI.brocade,orUtrechtvelvet,acreamcoloredgroundwithgarnetflowers.
"Doyoutakecoffee,M.Duroy?"Mme.Forestierofferedhimacup,withthesmilethatwasalwaysuponherlips.
"Yes,Madame,thankyou."Hetookthecup,andashedidso,theyoungwomanwhisperedtohim:"PayMme.Waltersomeattention."Thenshevanishedbeforehecouldreply.