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Updated: May 11, 2025


I was conscious that my jacket hadn't been made for motoring, when I came out into the sharp morning air and took my place in the Aigle. I was inclined to envy my mistress her fur rugs, but to my surprise I saw lying on my seat a Scotch plaid, plaider than any plaid ever made in Scotland. "Does that belong to the hotel?" I asked the chauffeur, as he got into the car. "It belongs to you," said he.

The Aigle glided up gradients like the side of a somewhat toppling house, and scarcely needed to change speed, so well did she like the rarefied mountain air. I liked it too, though I had to be thankful for the plaid; and above all I liked the wild loneliness of the Causse, which was unlike anything I ever saw or imagined.

Bertie's cleverness was not confined to ingratiating himself with her ladyship. He contrived adroitly to damage the steering-gear by grazing a wall as he turned the Aigle into the hotel courtyard, and by this feat disposed of the chauffeur's evening, which was spent in hard work at the garage.

Besides, he had the schooner with him, so that if, after all, it should be advisable to go by water, they could make the journey in her. The Aigle sailed, and the schooner followed. The wind had changed, and now blew more steadily, and from a favorable quarter.

Our former voyages had been taken in the Hirondelle; we now, after broiling for some time in the sunshine by the lakeside, got on board of the Aigle, No. 2. There were a good many passengers, the larger proportion of whom seemed to be English and American, and among the latter a large party of talkative ladies, old and young.

It was a great strain for a heavy car, and the chauffeur only said, "I thought so!" when a chain snapped five or six miles farther on. "What a good thing Lady Turnour isn't here!" said I, as he doctored the wounded Aigle. "Lots of girls would be in a blue funk," said he. "I could shake that beastly woman for not taking you with her." "Oh!" I exclaimed. "When I'm not doing you any harm!"

The Spanish ships there refusing to join him, he pressed on, went by Gibraltar on the 8th, and on the 9th anchored off Cadiz, whence he drove away Orde's squadron. The "Aigle," with six Spanish ships, joined at once, and that night the combined force, eighteen ships-of-the-line, sailed for Martinique, where it arrived on the 14th of May.

And what a wild region it looked as we and the Aigle were swallowed up in the yawning mouth of the gorge! In an every-day world, above and outside, no doubt it was sunset, as on other evenings which we had known and might know again; but this hidden, underground country had no place in an every-day world.

At length a newspaper arrived, giving an account of the capture of the Aigle, and confirming all I had said, and when, two nights after, we appeared at a country ball, and as we entered the room the band struck up "See the conquering hero comes," we were higher in feather than ever.

"When the grapes begin to ripen," said he, "there is a man stationed there to watch all the vineyards around, in order to prevent people from stealing the grapes." "I should think there would be danger of their stealing the grapes," said Rollo. After going on a little way beyond this, they began to approach the town of Aigle. Mrs.

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