As he had said, there was probably nothing at all extraordinary in the substance of the narrative itself: a wealthy Englishman's passion for a French dancer, and her treachery to him, were every-day matters enough, no doubt, in society; but there was something decidedly strange in the paroxysm of emotion which had suddenly seized him when he was in the act of expressing the present contentment of his mood, and his newly revived pleasure in the old hall and its environs.
Il n'y avait rien d'extraordinaire dans le récit lui-même: la passion d'un riche gentleman pour une danseuse française, la trahison de celle-ci, étaient des faits qui devaient arriver chaque jour; mais il y avait quelque chose d'étrange dans son émotion au moment où il s'était dit heureux d'être revenu dans son vieux château.