The house was literally packed, until there was not room
left for another human being, be he never so slender. On each side
of the stage was a row of arm-chairs, intended for distinguished
spectators, according to the custom of the times, and there sat the
young Duke of Vallombreuse, looking exceedingly handsome, in a very
becoming suit of black velvet, elaborately trimmed with jet, and with
a great deal of exquisite lace about it. Beside him was his faithful
friend, the Chevalier de Vidalinc, who wore a superb costume of dark
green satin, richly ornamented with gold. As to the Marquis de Bruyeres,
he had not claimed his seat among the notables, but was snugly ensconced
in his usual place--a retired corner near the orchestra--whence he could
applaud his charming Zerbine to his heart's content, without making
himself too conspicuous. In the boxes were the fine ladies, in full
dress, settling themselves to their satisfaction with much rustling
of silks, fluttering of fans, whispering and laughing. Although their
finery was rather old-fashioned, the general effect was exceedingly
brilliant, and the display of magnificent jewels--family heirlooms--was
fairly dazzling. Such flashing of superb diamonds on white bosoms and in
dark tresses; such strings of large, lustrous pearls round fair necks,
and twined amid sunny curls; such rubies and sapphires, with their
radiant surroundings of brilliants; such thick, heavy chains of virgin
gold, of curious and beautiful workmanship; such priceless laces, yellow
with age, of just that much-desired tint which is creamy at night; such
superb old brocades, stiff and rich enough to stand alone; and best of
all, such sweet, sparkling, young faces, as were to be seen here and
there in this aristocratic circle.
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