Emily was called from the
musing fit, into which she had fallen, by the Count Bauvillers, who
was known to her aunt.
'I have your pardon to beg, ma'amselle,' said he, 'for a rudeness,
which you will readily believe was quite unintentional. I did not
know, that the Chevalier was your acquaintance, when I so freely
criticised his dancing.' Emily blushed and smiled, and Madame Cheron
spared her the difficulty of replying. 'If you mean the person, who
has just passed us,' said she, 'I can assure you he is no
acquaintance of either mine, or ma'amselle St. Aubert's: I know
nothing of him.'
'O! that is the Chevalier Valancourt,' said Cavigni carelessly, and
looking back. 'You know him then?' said Madame Cheron. 'I am not
acquainted with him,' replied Cavigni. 'You don't know, then, the
reason I have to call him impertinent;--he has had the presumption to
admire my niece!'
'If every man deserves the title of impertinent, who admires
ma'amselle St. Aubert,' replied Cavigni, 'I fear there are a great
many impertinents, and I am willing to acknowledge myself one of the
number.
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