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Therefore Jean and Leigh rode into the courtyard of the little inn without having attracted any attention, whatever. "I have no accommodation for you here, citizens," a voice said, as Jean Martin and Leigh rode into the little courtyard, and a man with a wooden leg came out from the side door of the inn. "I think you might be able to manage for us, Brenon," Jean said. "Mon Dieu! it is "
We don't want to be stared at, or talked about. We have come along the river bank and, so far, we have been quite unnoticed." "All the better, all the better; to be noticed here means to have one's head cut off. Now, I will take you to a little room upstairs, where there is no chance of anyone seeing you." "Get us up, if you can, without our being noticed by your servants, Brenon.
We cannot venture out in these, in the first place, because we might be questioned; and secondly, because we might be recognized; whereas in a fisherman's dress, with a wide oilskin hat and our faces dirtied somewhat, I don't think that anyone could know us." They remained quiet until evening, and then sallied out in the disguises Brenon had obtained for them.
"There is terrible news," Brenon said, "so bad that I don't know how to tell you." "Speak out, old friend. I have had one blow so heavy that I can scarcely be hurt more than I am." "Well, then, monsieur, your father has been arrested and is in the prison; and you know what that means!" "Father arrested!" Jean exclaimed; "on what grounds? He never expressed an opinion as to public affairs.
They have spies everywhere, and no one dares whisper a word against the commissioners or the executions for, if but two or three men are standing by, the chances are that one of them is a spy." "But surely my brother might have prevented my father's arrest, Brenon? He was one of the leading men at that Jacobin Club." "He is still one of the leading men of the party," Brenon said gloomily.
When this baritone was a member of the Metropolitan Opera Company his paraphernalia for preparing his favourite food went everywhere with him on tour. John Brenon. Campanari was to appear as Kothner in Die Meistersinger, a character with no singing to do after the first act, although he appears in the procession in the third act.
"It would be better to buy one from those men, Brenon, because the fact of our being strangers would not then be noticed. I want one rowing boat, as fast a craft as you can pick out. "I also want to hire a boat with a cabin that will hold us both. Of course it will be a sailing boat, say of three or four tons burden. I intend that we shall live on board.
"No, indeed," said another man, who had just raised his head out of the cabin hatch; "and we are not going to take it, either." "We will talk about that afterwards," Jean said, as he stepped on board. "I doubted whether it was you, captain, for Brenon had only spoken to us of two; and when I saw three of you, I thought that you must belong to one of the boats higher up.
"It will be lighter in the morning," Jean replied. The man leapt ashore. "Ah, captain, I am glad, indeed, to see you. Brenon did not tell us, until after he had made a bargain with us, who wanted our boat, or we should not have talked about payment. Not likely, after having sailed with you since you were a boy of fourteen."
He has just been denounced, and will be with us in a quarter of an hour, on the wharf. It is very lucky that Brenon completed the arrangements today for the boat, and that Rouget and Medart will be expecting us this evening. I told them that I might not come until tomorrow morning, but this settles it.
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