agement singular in a man of his character, "there are
worse things than swallowing lighted candles to amuse Captain Daniel."
These sad reflections were interrupted by the entrance of the old
mulattress, who knocked at his door and informed him that the negro who
had waited upon him in the capacity of valet the previous day was
waiting for him in the outer building.
Croustillac followed the slave, was dressed, shaved and thus went to
wait upon Blue Beard in the same room where he had waited the preceding
night.
The widow shortly appeared.
CHAPTER XIV.
TRUE LOVE.
At sight of Blue Beard, in spite of himself, Croustillac blushed like a
schoolboy.
"I was very disagreeable yesterday, was I not?" said Angela to the
chevalier, with an enchanting smile. "I gave you a bad opinion of me
when I permitted Rendsoul to tell all kinds of tricks; but do not let us
speak of them any more. By the way, Youmaeale, the Caribbean, is here."
"I saw you from my window, madame," said the chevalier bitterly, while
he thought, "She has not the slightest shame. What a pity, with such an
adorable face. There, Croustillac, be firm!"
"Is Youmaeale not very handsome?" asked the widow with a triumphant air.
"Humph! he is handsome for a savage," returned the chevalier,
unwillingly; "but, now that we are alone, madame, explain to me how you
can in one day (do not be shocked by this question which circumstances
compel me to ask you), how you can in one day change your lover?"
"Oh, it is simple enough; one comes, the other goes; it is very simple."
"One comes, the other goes--it is very simple from this standpoint, but,
madame, nature and morality have laws!"
"All three love me truly, why should I not love all three?"
This answer was made with such perfect candor that the chevalier said to
himself, "It seems as if this unhappy woman must have been raised in
some desert or cavern. She has not the slightest idea of good and evil;
one would have to absolutely educate her." He said aloud, with some
embarrassment, "At the risk of being taken for an indiscreet and
wearisome person, madame, I would say that this morning, during your
walk with the Caribbean, I both saw and heard you. How is it that at a
sign from him you would dare, at the risk of poisoning yourself, lift to
your lips the deadly fruit of the poisonous apple?"
"If Youmaeale should say to me 'die' I should die," replied the widow.
"But the buccaneer, the fi
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