Chapter 27

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​​​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​⁠The Marquis of Castrillon, meanwhile, was pirouetting sublimely before the long mirror in his dressing-room, while his valet, a sour-faced individual, looked on in great but gloomy interest. The Marquis was superbly dressed in a Louis Seize costume—an exact reproduction of the one worn by that monarch on his wedding-day—and he presented a very fine figure. In features, expression, colouring, and m