II.
Eve passed a frightful night, a prey to the delirium of fever; the doctors, forced to reassure the old marquis and the governess, did not conceal from Gaston that his cousin's case presented very alarming symptoms. Gaston was uneasy, Louise shared his fears, but their betrothal took place notwithstanding; the promise already made by M. de Mirefont was confirmed in the family, but on account of Eve's illness Madame du Castellet's absence was excused.
In the Castle de La Tour-d'Adam reigned a profound sadness.
Eve had recovered her ordinary calm and serenity, but her weakness and pallor were extreme; the old marquis was conducted to her room.
"Eve, my dear child, when I think of all you said to me before going to the ball, I reproach myself bitterly for having forced you to go."
"Do not regret it, grandfather, for I am delighted to have seen the young girl who is going to marry my cousin Gaston. I wish her to be my best friend."
"My child," said the marquis again, "is anything lacking that you wish? Have confidence in me."
"What can I lack? you refuse me nothing."
"Doubtless, and for all," suggested the old man, with a real timidity, "you fear to unveil for me the state of your heart! I hesitate to say what I think, my dear daughter, but if you have a secret inclination--"
Eve shuddered, and lowered her large eyes.