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"Yes, indeed, there is much that is soft in her countenance, and much that is still regular in her features; but what struck me most was the pensive and even sad tranquillity that rests upon her face when she is silent." "The expression betrays the mind," answered Fleuri; "and the curse of the great is ennui." "Of the great in station," said I, "but not necessarily of the great in mind.
Tropez and Naples, deeply impressed the aged Fleuri, who recognized too late the scope and importance of a well-founded sea power. Causes of complaint were multiplying on both sides, and the moment was fast approaching when both France and England must quit the pretence of being only auxiliaries in the war.
"Still, Fleuri made explanations to Walpole and hoped for compromise, an ill-founded hope, which had disastrous results for our sea interests, and prevented measures which would have given France, from the beginning of the war, the superiority in eastern seas." But "upon Walpole's overthrow," says another Frenchman, "Fleuri perceived his mistake in letting the navy decay.
"Yes, indeed, there is much that is soft in her countenance, and much that is still regular in her features; but what struck me most was the pensive and even sad tranquillity that rests upon her face when she is silent." "The expression betrays the mind," answered Fleuri; "and the curse of the great is /ennui/." "Of the great in station," said I, "but not necessarily of the great in mind.
'But isn't there something better than being equals? Supposing, as you will have it, that we're not equals, can't we be friends? 'I hope so, sir. 'Do you think now, Mr. De Fleuri, if you weren't something more to me than a mere equal, I would go telling you my own history? But I forgot: I have told you hardly anything yet. I have to tell you how much nearer I am to your level than you think.
But happily for the heart's desire of Falconer, the debauchery of his father had at length reached one of many crises. He had caught cold before De Fleuri and his comrades found him. He was now ill feverish and oppressed.
Fleuri, with his usual urbanity an urbanity that, on a great scale, would have been benevolence had hitherto indulged me in my emotions: he now laid his hand upon my arm, and recalled me to myself.
As we were driving slowly along in the Bishop's carriage, I had ample time for conversation with that personage, who has since, as the Cardinal de Fleuri, risen to so high a pitch of power.
But let me see you say Fleuri, the Bishop of Frejus, is to introduce you to Madame de Maintenon?" "Yes; and has appointed the day after to-morrow for that purpose." "Well, then, make close friends with him: you will not find it difficult; he has a delightful address, and if you get hold of his weak points you may win his confidence.
"Madame de Maintenon," said he in a whisper, "is but poorly to-day. However, she has eagerly consented to see you; follow me!" So saying, the ecclesiastical courtier passed on, with myself at his heels. We came to the door of a second chamber, at which Fleuri scraped gently.
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