"Ah, the Puritan! Hark to the Puritan!" said Madame d'Orbigny.
"See M. Petit-Jean. He will think precisely as I do, I am sure, and, like me, will say to you 'No!'"
M. de Saint-Remy rushed out in despair.
After a moment's reflection he said to himself, "It must be so!" Then he added, addressing his chasseur, who was standing with the door of his carriage opened, "To the Hôtel de Lucenay."
Whilst M. de Saint-Remy is on his way to see the duchess, we will present the reader at the interview between M. Ferrand and the stepmother of Madame d'Harville.
CHAPTER V.
THE CLIENTS.
The reader may have forgotten the portrait of the stepmother of Madame d'Harville as drawn by the latter. Let us then repeat, that Madame d'Orbigny was a slight, fair, delicate woman, with eyelashes almost white, round and palish blue eyes, with a soft voice, a hypocritical air, insidious and insinuating manners. Any one who studied her treacherous and perfidious countenance would detect therein craft and cruelty.