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Just a moment she was at a loss, looking a trifle embarrassed, then with a merry laugh she stepped aside and said: "That sounds better, Monsieur Rene de Ronville much better; you will be as polite as Father Beret after a little more training." She slipped past him while speaking and made her way back again to the main room, whence she called to him: "Come here, I've something to show you."
We need not wonder, then, when we are told that Father Beret made no sign of distress or disapproval upon being informed of the arrival of a boat loaded with rum, brandy or gin. It was Rene de Ronville who brought the news, the same Rene already mentioned as having given the priest a plate of squirrels.
"May I be so bold as to name him at a venture?" "Yes, if you'll be sure to mention Monsieur Rene de Ronville," she gayly answered. "Who but he could work Adrienne up into a perfect green mist of jealousy?" "He would need an accomplice, I should imagine; a young lady of some beauty and a good deal of heartlessness." "Like whom, for example?" and she tossed her bright head. "Not me, I am sure."
These were the last billets occupied by the men, the next portion of the trek bringing them to huts at Montenescourt, about six miles due west of Arras. Here Lieut.-Col. On the evening of the 11th April, in a blinding snowstorm, the Battalion moved forward to the fight. Marching through Arras, they came to the caves at Ronville. These caves were like nothing seen before.
She was fond of Rene de Ronville, and it would have been quite in accordance with the law of ordinary human forces, indeed almost the inevitable thing, for her to love and marry him in the fullness of time; but her imagination was outgrowing her surroundings.
They sat down side by side, Father Beret fingering the letter in an absent-minded way. "There'll be a jolly time of it to-night," Rene de Ronville remarked, "a roaring time." "Why do you say that, my son?" the priest demanded. "The wine and the liquor," was the reply; "much drinking will be done. The men have all been dry here for some time, you know, and are as thirsty as sand.
Rene de Ronville, nominally in command of the fort, but actually enjoying some excellent grouse shooting with a bell-mouthed old fowling piece on a distant prairie, could not be present to deliver up the post; and as there was no garrison just then visible, Helm took possession, without any formalities.
Without knowing in the least what it was that Father Gibault and Oncle Jazon wanted of them, they were all in favor of it at a venture. Rene de Ronville, being an active and intelligent young man, was sent about through the town to let everybody know of the meeting.
Nor was Oncle Jazon wrong. Rene de Ronville never came back to little Adrienne Bourcier, although, being kept entirely ignorant of her lover's fate, she waited and dreamed and hoped throughout more than two years, after which there is no further record of her life.
So for your sake and Adrienne's, as well as out of consideration for the rest of the girls who have no fine dresses, I am not going to wear the buff brocade gown that belonged to Papa Roussillon's mother long ago. I shall dress just as the rest do." It is safe to say that Rene de Ronville went home with a troublesome bee in his bonnet. He was not a bad-hearted fellow.
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