CHAPTER X.HOW BRIGITTE WAS WON.
The day after this conference at the "Cheval Rouge," la Peyrade went to dine with the Thuilliers, and on the commonplace pretext of a visit to pay, Thuillier carried off his wife, leaving Theodose alone with Brigitte.

Neither Thuillier, nor his sister, nor Theodose, were the dupes of this comedy; but the old beau of the Empire considered the manoeuvre a piece of diplomacy.
"Young man, do not take advantage of my sister's innocence; respect it," said Thuillier solemnly, as he departed.
"Mademoiselle," said Theodose, drawing his chair closer to the sofa where Brigitte sat knitting, "have you thought of inducing the business men of the arrondissement to support Thuillier's interests ?" "How can I ?" she asked.
"Why! you are in close relations with Barbet and Metivier." "Ah! you are right! Faith! you are no blunderer!" she said after a pause.
"When we love our friends, we serve them," he replied, sententiously.
To capture Brigitte would be like carrying the redoubt of the Moskowa, the culminating strategic point.

But it was necessary to possess that old maid as the devil was supposed in the middle ages to possess men, and in a way to make any awakening impossible for her.

For the last three days la Peyrade had been measuring himself for the task; he had carefully reconnoitred the ground to see all difficulty.

Flattery, that almost infallible means in able hands, would certainly miscarry with a woman who for years had known she had no beauty.