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In Flanders, the duke of Saxe-Teschen had been compelled to raise the siege of Lille, after seven days of a bombardment, contrary, both in its duration and in its useless barbarity, to all the usages of war. On the Rhine, Custine had taken Treves, Spires, and Mayence. In the Alps, general Montesquiou had invaded Savoy, and general Anselme the territory of Nice.
He asked himself this question a little anxiously, and then he remembered the words of Père Anselme, and an unrest grew in his heart.
And far away in Brittany, the Père Anselme read in his book of meditations: It is when the sky is clearest that the heaviest bolt falls it would be well for all good Christians to be on the alert. And chancing to look from his cottage window, he perceived that a heavy rain cloud had gathered over the Château of Héronac.
'How is it, said Anselme to him, 'that you, whom I saw lying dead on the field of battle, are full of life? 'You must know, replied Engelram, 'that those who fight for Jesus Christ never die. 'But whence, resumed Anselme, 'comes that strange brightness that surrounds you? Upon this Engelram pointed to the sky, where Anselme saw a palace of diamond and crystal.
"He has devised frames, permanent frames, perpetual placards," said Birotteau to himself, quite dumbfounded as he stood before the shop-front of the Cloche d'Argent. "Then you have not seen," said his daughter, "the frame which Monsieur Anselme has brought with his own hands, sending Celestin three hundred bottles of oil?" "No," he said.
Ouida was most certainly right when she said, 'Men are not vicious; they are but children." Very early on Christmas morning, Lord Fordyce went down to the presbytère and walked with the Père Anselme on his way to Mass. He had come to a conclusion during the night.
"Right, right, Anselme!" said the perfumer, as a tear rolled down his cheek. "You are worthy of the regard I feel for you. You are about to receive a great recompense for your fidelity to my interests."
"That is the case," assented Michael quietly, a sudden great joy in his heart. The priest was silent, so he went on: "And what does Lord Fordyce mean to do? release her and give her back to me or what, mon Père?" "Is it necessary to ask?" and Père Anselme lifted questioning and almost whimsical eyebrows. "Surely you must know that your friend is a gentleman!"
"Then you knew nothing?" faltered the librarian; and, raising his neck higher than usual, the vein in the centre of his forehead swelled with wrath. "No, Anselme!" said the abbot. "But it was your duty to speak, as, unfortunately, it was mine to listen. Come to me again, by and bye; I have something to say to you."
She did not look at Michael once or vouchsafe him any conversation beyond what cordial politeness compelled. It was to Père Anselme that she almost made love, with shy sallies at Henry, and merry replies to Madame Imogen. But her whole atmosphere was radiating with provoking fascination and as they all rose from table she took Lord Fordyce's arm.
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