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"It's a strange idea, certainly," said Mr. Armand, in momentary abstraction of thought; and then bidding Uncle Joseph good morning, he walked hastily along, his mind in a state of fermentation. The truth was, Mr. Armand had become much attached to Emily Ludlow, for she was a girl of imposing appearance and winning manners. But this staggered him.
There is no occasion to waste your time in grafting your great nature on that unthankful stock, when all your hopes and cultivation will come to nothing." Armand ingenuously made a kind of general report of his position, enumerating with much minuteness the slender rights so hardly won. Ronquerolles burst into a peal of laughter so heartless, that it would have cost any other man his life.
Some melancholy forebodings of a military kind, expressed cautiously, would have been pronounced as nothing short of high treason by Colonel Feraud. But Leonie, the sister of Colonel D'Hubert, read them with profound satisfaction, and, folding the letter thoughtfully, remarked to herself that "Armand was likely to prove eventually a sensible fellow."
For an instant she felt that she could not speak the words, which might send a brave man to his death. "It is lucky that the whole paper was not burned," added Chauvelin, with dry sarcasm, "for it might have fared ill with Armand St. Just. What were the two lines citoyenne?"
"With your permission, Armand?" "Certainly," replied the editor, still continuing his promenade. "'Again the House of Orléans triumphs!" read Louis Blanc, aloud. "And is it not true the accursed tyrants?" vociferated Rollin. "Aye, true!" was the mild answer; "alas, too true! That perfidious House does triumph, and for that very reason the fact should never be acknowledged by its opponents."
"It's none of my business, of course, Armand," he went on, "but, why don't you run her out of the Kingdom, instead of keeping her in by force." "I'm waiting for her to get tired of the game and quit." He thought a bit. "Maybe, I can help you," he said. I had not Lotzen's gift of imperturbability but I did my best not to show my surprise.
Armand presumably had not yet left a message for him here; but he might do so at any time now that he knew that his chief was in Paris and on the look-out for him. Blakeney made up his mind to keep this house in sight. This art of watching he had acquired to a masterly extent, and could have taught Heron's watch-dogs a remarkable lesson in it. At night, of course, it was a comparatively easy task.
You might set about it like the late Marechal de Richelieu, and get nothing for your pains." Armand was dumb with amazement. "Has your desire reached the point of infatuation?" "I want her at any cost!" Montriveau cried out despairingly. "Very well. Now, look here. Be as inexorable as she is herself. Try to humiliate her, to sting her vanity.
The soft blush had now overspread the whole of the girl's face, even down to her graceful neck. She waited to see Marguerite comfortably installed in an armchair, then she resumed shyly: "And it was Armand who told me all about you. He loves you so dearly." "Armand and I were very young children when we lost our parents," said Marguerite softly, "and we were all in all to each other then.
Now I come to you . . . with a half-broken heart . . . and . . . and . . ." "I pray you, Madame," he said, whilst his voice shook almost as much as hers, "in what way can I serve you?" "Percy! Armand is in deadly danger. A letter of his . . . rash, impetuous, as were all his actions, and written to Sir Andrew Ffoulkes, has fallen into the hands of a fanatic.
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