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They rushed on, drowning the single voice on which their destruction seemed to hang, threw the kneeling soldiers on their faces, strode over their prostrate bodies, and nearly effected their object of closing round L'Ouverture, and capturing him. His danger was imminent. The struggle was desperate; but his soldiers saved him.
Before noon, L'Ouverture, with Placide riding by his side, and followed by some officers, who were themselves followed by a few soldiers, was among the heights which commanded the plain of the Artibonite on one side, and on the other the valleys which lay between their party and the Gros Morne.
Among these messages came, at length, one which made him start. "Mademoiselle L'Ouverture begs to be permitted to see General Moyse." Before he could reply, a note by another messenger was put into his hands. "I implore you to let me see Moyse. I do not ask to see you. I do not wish it. I will disturb no one. Only give me an order to see Moyse for his sake, and that of your unhappy "Genifrede."
What a grief it would be to see you changed in all eyes from the adored L'Ouverture to Toussaint the bandit! Pardon my freedom." "I required it of you, my friend; so do not speak of pardon. We are agreed that the moral influence of my conduct is the main consideration, as the destruction of the French army is certain, sooner or later our independence secure, if we so will it.
"He was amiable enough, but so weak that he soon had to go home, where he was presently joined by his successor, Santhonax, whom, you know, L'Ouverture had to get rid of, for the safety of the colony. Then came Polverel. What the tranquillity of Saint Domingo was in his day we all remember." Denis took off Polverel, spying from his ship at the island, on which he dared not land.
She did not know, any more than the crowd that lined the way, that in the centre of this body of military, and concealed by the green boughs, were the eleven mulatto prisoners. Afra entered quickly to say farewell; and, lifting her veil hastily, she said, "Kiss me, and let me go. L'Ouverture says he shall take us into church himself, as my father is not here.
"I am not afraid," said Madame L'Ouverture, timidly, as if scarcely venturing to say so much "I am not afraid but that, happen what may, we can always make a comfortable home for Placide." "Never mind comfort, mother: and least of all for me. We have something better than comfort to try for now."
Afra's heart beat, and she did not forget Euphrosyne, as she was led to her seat by L'Ouverture, at whose entrance there was a half-suppressed murmur throughout the vast congregation a murmur which sank into silence at the first breathing of solemn music from the choir.
"And they might all have been as right as he. They might all have known as well as he, what L'Ouverture is, and what he has done. Why do they not know that he might long ago have been a king? Why do they not tell one another that his throne might, at this day, have been visited by ambassadors from all the nations, but for his loyalty to France?
If you really are lately from France, you may know that there is a greater than our poor Toussaint, to whom he must yield at command." "I have never been at Paris, madame; and I do not believe that there is a greater than L'Ouverture, there, or anywhere else." "You have been a happy child, I see: you have lived so retired from our miserable world as not to have heard of Bonaparte.
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