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in the smoking-room after dinner. “Surely love
is blind, if this is to be called love. She deserved
a better fate than to fall into the arms of this
degenerate fool.”
“Do you know that it is not a month ago since
the Count paid his gambling debts in order to
save him from being cashiered from the army,
there is also a rumour about a dishonoured
cheque. They say he is spending fabulous sums
on a famous cocotte. To think that this is the
man who is going to take the Countess to the Bal
Masqué of the Opera to-night.”
“I wish I could shoot.”
“For Heaven’s sake do not speak like that, I
wish you would go away, he is sure to come here
for his brandy and soda.”
“He had better be careful with his brandies
and sodas, did you not notice how his hand was
trembling when he dropped his patent medicine
into his wine-glass. At any rate it is a good
omen for the swallows and the skylarks. Don’t
look so uneasily at the door, he is having a good
time making love to the Countess in the
drawing-room. I am besides going away, my carriage is
at the door.”
I went upstairs to see the Count a moment
before leaving, he was already going to bed, he
said he was very sleepy, lucky man! As I was
wishing him good-night I heard the desperate
howling of a dog from below. I knew that Tom
was waiting for me in the hall in his usual corner
by a standing invitation from the Count who was
a great lover of dogs and had even provided him
with a special little carpet for his comfort. I
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