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M. de Monclar was quite prepared for the inflexible severity of the King, as well as for the uselessness of my efforts. He only begged me to procure him a disguise of a common sort, so that he might immediately embark from the neighbourhood of Gainville or Bordeaux, and make for England or Spain; every moment was precious.

Allusions. The Duel. M. de Monclar. The Cowled Spy. He Escapes with a Fright. M. de Monclar in Jersey. Gratitude of the Marquise. Happy Memory. Lovers, in the effervescence of their passion, exaggerate to themselves the strength and intensity of their sentiments.

I have seen him wince under it, though no third person was present, and heard him answer, 'Don't! don't! as if physical pain were being inflicted on him. In the early days he would make his friend, M. de Monclar, draw for him from memory the likenesses of famous writers whom he had known in Paris; the sketches thus made of George Sand and Victor Hugo are still in the poet's family.

I might have gone into hysterics and still been reasonable for no human being was ever so disfigured by so simple an act. 'Well, poor darling Robert won't shock you after all you can't choose but be satisfied with his looks. M. de Monclar swore to me that he was not changed for the intermediate years. . . . The family returned, however, to Siena for the summer of 1860, and from thence Mrs.

His arms were already bound ruthlessly, and my people were lifting him to throw him down, when he eluded their grasp, threw himself at my feet, and confessed that his disguise was assumed with the intent to discover the sanctuary of the Baron de Monclar, the assassin of his beloved brother.

Allusions. The Duel. M. de Monclar. The Cowled Spy. He Escapes with a Fright. M. de Monclar in Jersey. Gratitude of the Marquise. Happy Memory. Lovers, in the effervescence of their passion, exaggerate to themselves the strength and intensity of their sentiments.

M. de Monclar was quite prepared for the inflexible severity of the King, as well as for the uselessness of my efforts. He only begged me to procure him a disguise of a common sort, so that he might immediately embark from the neighbourhood of Gainville or Bordeaux, and make for England or Spain; every moment was precious.

The sad position in which M. de Monclar had put himself in my behalf filled me with sorrow. I gave a long sigh, and dried my first tears. I racked my sick and agitated head for the reply I ought to make to the good monk, and, to my great astonishment, my mind, ordinarily so prompt and active, suggested and offered me no suitable plan.

The following day a religious minim of the House of Chaillot came to inform me of the state of affairs. The Baron de Monclar, of the body-guards of the King, had taken sanctuary in their monastery, after having killed, in lawful duel, beneath the outer walls of the Bois du Boulogne, the imprudent young man who, the night before, at the play, had exposed me to the censure of the public.

The sad position in which M. de Monclar had put himself in my behalf filled me with sorrow. I gave a long sigh, and dried my first tears. I racked my sick and agitated head for the reply I ought to make to the good monk, and, to my great astonishment, my mind, ordinarily so prompt and active, suggested and offered me no suitable plan.