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FLORIMOND'S LETTER.
In the great hall of Condillac, where the Marquise, her son, and Mademoiselle de La Vauvraye had been at dinner, a sudden confusion had been spread by the arrival of that courier so soon as it was known that he bore letters from Florimond, Marquis de Condillac.
Madame had risen hastily, fear and defiance blending in her face, and she had at once commanded mademoiselle's withdrawal.

Valerie had wondered might there not be letters--or, leastways, messages--for herself from her betrothed.

But her pride had suppressed the eager question that welled up to her lips.

She would, too, have questioned the courier concerning Florimond's health; she would have asked him how the Marquis looked, and where the messenger had left him.