"Particularly so, my dear friend, when one is blessed with your
delightful social gifts. I envy you your capacity for making others
happy."
There was a keen irony in the fellow's tongue and the edge of it
evidently touched Chauvenet, who scowled and bent forward with his
fingers on the table.
"Enough of that, if you please."
"As you will, _carino_; but you will pardon me for offering my
condolences on the regrettable departure of _la belle Americaine_. If you
had not been so intent on matters of state you would undoubtedly have
found her here. As it is, you are now obliged to see her on her native
soil. A month in Washington may do much for you. She is beautiful and
reasonably rich. Her brother, the tall captain, is said to be the best
horseman in the American army."
"Humph! He is an ass," ejaculated Chauvenet.
A servant now appeared bearing a fresh bottle of cordial. He was
distinguished by a small head upon a tall and powerful body, and bore
little resemblance to a house servant. While he brushed the cigar ashes
from the table the men continued their talk without heeding him.
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