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She could only say that Genifrede had nursed Dessalines well; and she must have her help again now. "You will go, Genifrede," said her father; "that Madame Dessalines may be at liberty to nurse Monsieur Papalier herself." "No, no," said Therese, trembling. Genifrede also said "No." "You would not have me nurse him?" said Therese. "Any one else! Ask me to save Rochambeau.

Tell us but that must be hereafter. Do you come to me from him?" "From the government generally," replied Petion. An expression of disappointment, very evident to his watchful wife, passed over the face of Toussaint. "There is no letter," she whispered to Genifrede.

We meet them in the shade of the woods, and have to pass them basking on the sea-shore. There is no peace but high up in the mornes too high for the wild beast, and the reptile, and the white man." "The white man mounts as high as the eagle's nest, Genifrede. You will not be safe, even there, from the traveller or the philosopher, climbing to measure the mountain or observe the stars.

"No," said Genifrede. "Do not play the tempter with me. Find some one else. You will have much to answer for, if you make me go." "What temptation, Genifrede?" asked her mother. "Do not press her," said Toussaint, who read his child's mind. "You shall not be urged, Genifrede."

You are all-powerful with him. I have no power." "You mean that Genifrede and I together are all-powerful with him. I believe it is so." "To you, then, I commit him. Moyse is henceforth your son." "As Genifrede is your daughter, Paul.

Refresh yourself; and in half-an-hour I will come again." When he rejoined her, she was still haggard and agitated, but appeared far less wretched than before. "Genifrede!" cried Moyse, as she entered and leaned against the wall, unable to go farther. "Genifrede! And was not that your father who admitted you? Oh, call him, Genifrede! Call him back! I must see him. If you ask him, he will come.

"And when how soon did you begin to forget me?" asked Genifrede, sorrowfully. "I have never forgotten you, love not for an hour, in the church among the priests in the square among the soldiers, any more than here as a prisoner. But I thought my point was gained when your father stooped from his horse, as he rode away, and told me there would be joy at home on hearing of my charge.

"Monsieur Vincent and my brothers judge from facts." "We speak from facts," said Genifrede; "from, let us see from seven no, eight, very ugly facts." "The eight Commissaries that the colony has been blessed with," said Moyse.

"Monsieur Pascal " "Your horses are coming round," said Pascal, "and I shall be there almost as soon as you." "Right: and Laxabon. From me, ask the favour of Father Laxabon to follow without delay. Margot, take care of poor Genifrede. Farewell!" As he passed through the piazza, to mount his horse, Toussaint saw Genifrede standing there, like a statue. He embraced her, and found her cold as marble.

Voices of lamentation and of passion were heard in the corridor, which quickened L'Ouverture's movements more than threats or insults could have done. He left the library, and found the ladies of the household in the corridor Margot weeping and trembling, and Genifrede addressing Monsieur Coasson in a tone of high anger. "You here!