[Pallotest] . The Baroness, by the e

[Winterton Tervo]

D them. With these three passions at her side--one supported by the
insolence
of wealth, the second

by the claims of possession, and the third by youth, strength, fortune,
and priority--Madame
Marneffe preserved her coolness and presence of mind, like General
Bonaparte

when, at the siege of Mantua,

he had to fight two armies, and at the same time maintain the blockade.
Jealousy, distorting Hulot's face, made him look as terrible
as the late Marshal Montcornet leading a cavalry charge against a
Russian square. Being such a handsome man, he had never known any
ground
for jealousy, any more than Murat knew what

it was to be afraid. He had always felt sure that he should triumph.
His rebuff by Josepha, the first he had
ever met, he ascribed to her love of money; "he was
conquered by millions, and not by a changeling," he

would say when speaking of the Duc d'Herouville. And now, in one
instant, the poison and delirium that the mad passion sheds in a flood
had rushed to his heart. He kept turning from the whist-table towards
the fireplace with an action
_a la_ Mirabeau; and as he laid down his cards to cast a challenging
glance
at the Brazilian and Valerie, the rest of the company felt the sort of
alarm mingled with curiosity
that is caused by evident violence ready to break out at any moment.
The sham
cousin stared at Hulot as he might have looked at some big China
mandarin. This

state of things could not last; it was
bound to end in some tremendous outbreak. Marneffe was as much afraid
of
Hulot as Crevel was of Marneffe,
for he was anxious not to die a
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