Young Maude arrived at the Marquis Parisian mansion with her parents. The magnificent building appeased the demoiselle, who had been facing a measure of dread about this voyage. The marquis disturbingly handsome demeanor soon added yet another layer that dread.
"Good morning, mister Viscount. And you are absolutely ravishing, madam, just like this young lady," said the Marquis, settling a pleased smile on Maude. "Did you have a pleasant journey?"
"Yes, the journey was nice. The temperature was pleasant and the magnificent countryside was with us every step of the way," answered the Viscount.
"Your home is splendid, dear Marquis," followed the Viscountess.
"Im very pleased you have had a good trip. Come, come. My help will take care of your belongings."
"We wont be staying long Marquis. We are leaving you our daughter, as we would like her so much to get to know Paris. It isnt by remaining in the countryside that she will get to know the city."
"I will take good care of your darling daughter. My servants have already prepared the most gorgeous room in the manor. I will organize little soirées with some friends in order to give her some diversion. The art of conversation in a very important thing to Parisians."
"Everything is in order then, Marquis. We leave her in your trust."
The Viscount took the Marquis aside.
"Please give me some news. You see, I would like her to find a reasonably wealthy husband," whispered the Viscount in the Marquis ear
"I will give you news, you can count on me."
"Be very careful, I dont want some rapscallion to paw her before vows are said. This child is so pure," said the Viscount in a hushed voice.
"I will do as you indicate."
Turning to the Viscountess, the Marquis wished them a good trip back.
"Thank you, and we are counting on you Marquis." said the Viscountess. Then she turned to her daughter. "Take care of yourself, my child, be polite and do as the Marquis says."
"Yes, Mother."
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