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I realize that I have invited ridicule " "Countess " "You are too considerate to say so.... And perhaps I have become nervous imagining things. It might easily be so. Perhaps it is the sadness of the past year the strangeness of it, and " She sighed unconsciously. "It is lonely in the Wood of Aulnes," she said. "Indeed it must be very lonely here," he returned in a low voice.
O Lady of Aulnes, adored and blessed, protect us from the Loup-Barou!" The Countess said again to him: "I have not felt so confident, so content, so full of faith in months " A far faint clamour came to their ears; high in the fading sky above the forest vast clouds of wild fowl rose like smoke, whirling, circling, swinging wide, drifting against the dying light of day, southward toward the sea.
He rented the Odéon theatre, and got together an orchestra, the conductorship of which he entrusted to M. Édouard Colonne. And on 2 March, 1873, the Concert National was inaugurated in a musical matinée, where M. Saint-Saëns played his Concerto in G minor and Mme. Viardot sang Schubert's Roi des Aulnes.
Against the grey dusk at the window she looked to him like a slim spirit returned to haunt the halls of Aulnes some graceful shade come back out of the hazy and forgotten years of gallantry and courts and battles the exquisite apparation of that golden time before the Vendée drowned and washed it out in blood. "I am so glad you came," she said. "I have not felt so calm, so confident, in months."
Nevertheless the coast lights at Aulnes and on the Isle des Chouettes went out; the Commandant at Lorient and the General in command of the British expeditionary troops in the harbour consulted; and the fleet of troop-laden transports did not sail as scheduled, but a swarm of French and British cruisers, trawlers, mine-sweepers, destroyers, and submarines put out from the great warport to comb the boisterous seas of Biscay for any possible aërial or amphibious Hun who might venture to haunt the coasts.
It is I who tell you, beau jeune homme I, Anne of Fäouette. I saw them pass where, on my two knees, I gathered orange mushrooms by the brook! I heard them singing prettily and loud, hymns of our blessed Lady " "She heard a throstle singing by the brook," whispered the châtelaine of Aulnes. Her breath was delicately fragrant on his cheek.
"Yes.... Aulnes Wood is too remote for them to send our wounded here for their convalescence. I offered Aulnes. Then I offered myself, saying that I was ready to go anywhere if I might be of use. It seems there are already too many volunteers. They take only the trained in hospitals. I am untrained, and they have no leisure to teach ... nobody wanted me."
If anybody should watch him, he was only a duckhunter afield, crossing the marshes, skirting étangs, a solitary figure in the waste, easily reconcilable with his wide and melancholy surroundings. Aulnes Woods were brown and still under their unshed canopy of October leaves.
"Madame the Countess is served.... These grapes grew when I was young, Monsieur and the world was young, too, mon Capitaine hélas! but the Woods of Aulnes were old, old as the headland yonder. Only the sea is older, beau jeune homme only the sea is older the sea which always was and will be." "Madame," he said, turning toward the young girl beside him, " to France!
Venturing, at last, to disturb the delicate sequence of her thoughts: "Madame," he said, "have you heard any rumours concerning enemy airships or, undersea boats?" The tranquil gaze returned, rested on him: "No, but something has been happening in the Aulnes Étang." "What?" "I don’t know.
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