ONE:��But what is your country and profession?��Laure Permon, Duchesse d��Abrant��s, than whom no one was a better judge of these matters, observes�� FORE:The child died at five o��clock one morning. ��At the same hour,�� she writes, ��of the same day, I was alone with my nurse, and, raising my eyes to the canopy of my bed, I distinctly saw my son in the form of an angel ... holding out his arms to me. This vision, without exciting any suspicions, caused me great surprise. I rubbed my eyes several times, but always saw the same figure. My mother and M. de Genlis came at about eleven; they were overcome with grief, but I was not surprised, for I [391] knew I was ill enough to make them very anxious. I could not help looking always at the canopy of my bed with a sort of shudder, and my mother, knowing that I was afraid of spiders, asked if I saw one ... at last I said I would not tell them what I saw lest they should think my brain was deranged, but they pressed me until I told them.��This hundred louis would take her to Rome with her child and nurse, and she began in haste to pack up and prepare for the journey.

ONE:��That��s true; but I don��t like him any the better for that, the wretch! Ah, I hate him! how I hate him! how I hate him! But there he is coming back, so I shall begin again!�� And so he did. [93] FORE:As Mme. Le Brun remarked in her own case: ��It is no longer a question of fortune or success, it is only a question of saving one��s life,�� but many people were rash enough to think and act otherwise, and frequently paid dearly for their folly. Mme. de Fleury returned to Paris while, or just before, the Terror was raging, and availed herself of the revolutionary law, by which a husband or wife who had emigrated might be divorced. But soon after she had dissolved her marriage and resumed the name of Coigny she was arrested and sent to St. Lazare, one of the most terrible of the prisons of the Revolution, then crowded with people of all ages, ranks, and opinions.

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THREE:AN abyss of separation lies between the two women whose life-histories have just been related, and the one of whose stormy career a sketch is now to be given.

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ONE:Pauline understood, fetched her jewel-case, hid it under her cloak, and sending away her two maids, threw herself into her sister��s arms. Rosalie clung to her in a passion of tears and sobs, they exchanged a lock of their hair, and Pauline, tearing herself away, hurried to the carriage in which her husband and child were waiting.

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ONE:Mme. de Lawoestine, the elder one, whom she describes as an angelic creature in whom no fault could be seen, died at one and twenty in her confinement. It was a terrible shock to her, and, it appears, also to the husband, although the contents of certain tablets of his wife��s, which he found and gave to Mme. de Genlis some days [408] after her death, would seem to imply that he would not be inconsolable.CHAPTER VIII

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