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A glance showed Foy that from him there was nothing more to fear, so he turned. "Help if you can," groaned Martin, as well he might, for with his naked shoulder wedged against one of the cross pieces of the door he was striving to press it to so that the bolt could be shot into its socket. Heavens! what a struggle was that.
"You think them good soldiers because they have beaten you," said the Emperor, and we younger men turned away our faces and smiled. But Ney and Foy were grave and serious. All the time the English line, chequered with red and blue and dotted with batteries, was drawn up silent and watchful within a long musket-shot of us.
Foy, and in truth in nearly all the great North American battles of the Seven Years' War. It was at first the Sixty-Second Regular Regiment of the British Army, "Royal American Provincials," but through the lapsing of two other regiments it soon became the Sixtieth.
"Never mind, old fellow," said Foy consolingly. "It all went wrong, thanks to you, and thanks to you I believe that it will all come right again. So we will cry quits and forget the rest." Poor Adrian glanced up at Foy and at Elsa sitting on the thwart of the boat by his side.
"Oh, come back in three or four days, my little poet, and we will see." Lousteau hurried Lucien away; he had not time to take leave of Vernou and Blondet and Raoul Nathan, nor to salute General Foy nor Benjamin Constant, whose book on the Hundred Days was just about to appear.
"If I know anything of those Spaniards, we shan't get back to Leyden without something happening. But I don't like that bit about the women; as likely as not they will spoil everything." Then he accompanied Foy to the upper room, and there received his instructions from Dirk with a solemn and unmoved countenance. "Are you listening?" asked Dirk, sharply. "Do you understand?"
Foy could see, however, that they were for the most part folk of bad character, disreputable women, soldiers of the garrison, half-drunk sailors from every country, and gliding in and out among them all, priests and other observers of events. Before they had been long in the crowd a man stumbled against Foy rudely, at the same time telling him to get out of the path.
And in memory of the great deeds of their American predecessors, the gallant Englishmen who succeeded them were permitted by the British government to use that motto. Despite their defeat at Ste. Foy, the English and Americans held the capital against De Levis until another British fleet arrived and compelled the retreat of the brave Frenchmen.
As regards what he said about my mother's first marriage" and Foy hung his head "of course it is a subject on which I have no right to talk, but, father, speaking as one man to another he is sadly placed and innocent, whatever others may have been, and I don't wonder that he feels sore about the story." As he spoke the door opened and Lysbeth entered. "How goes it with Adrian, wife?"
"Of which I have no doubt we shall find plenty," Foy replied cheerfully. "Meanwhile, the kisses make a good road to travel on." After this Elsa did not argue any more. At length they turned and walked homeward through the quiet evening twilight, hand clasped in hand, and were happy in their way.
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