THE AMERICAN
strength of conviction, for she was between two fires, her husband's family opposing her and her own family denouncing. My mother and my brother wished her to cleave to what they regarded as her rights. But she resisted firmly and at last bought her freedom—obtained my mother's assent to her compromising the suit at the price of a promise."
"What was the promise?"
"To do anything else whatever, for the next ten years, that might be asked of her—anything, that is, but marry."
"She had disliked her husband very much?"
"No one knows how much!"
"The marriage had been made in your vicious French way," Newman continued-by the two families and without her having a voice?"
"It was a first act for a melodrama. She saw M. de Cintré for the first time a month before the wedding, after everything, to the minutest detail, had been arranged. She turned white when she looked at him and white she remained—I shall never forget her face—till her wedding-day. The evening before the ceremony her nerves completely gave way and she spent the whole night in sobs. My mother sat holding her two hands and my brother walked up and down the room. I declared it was revolting and told my sister publicly that if she would really hold out I would stand by her against all comers. I was sent about my business and she became Comtesse de Cintré."
"Your brother," said Newman reflectively, "must be a very nice young man."
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