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"No, no, Monsieur l'Abbe Froment was here before me. Pray receive him first." Monferrand had to give way; he admitted the priest, and speedily dealt with him. He who usually employed the most diplomatic reserve when he was in presence of a member of the clergy plumply unfolded the Barthes business.
The thought that there should be even a single man whose liberty was thus ever assailed, sufficed to poison the pure atmosphere he breathed. "What will you say to Barthes?" he asked his brother. "The poor fellow must necessarily be warned. Exile is at any rate preferable to imprisonment." Pierre sadly waved his hand. "Yes, of course, I must warn him. But what a painful task it is!"
Then he related how the Minister had written to him, and how in a brief interview he had stated that Barthes must cross the frontier within forty-eight hours if he did not wish to be arrested. Thereupon the old man gravely rose, with his white fleece, his eagle beak and his bright eyes still sparkling with the fire of youth. And he wished to go off at once.
But I received much less expected and more weighty solicitations from M. Barthes, secretary to the embassy from France, who came with Wildremet to see me, exhorted me to accept his invitation, and surprised me by the lively and tender concern he seemed to feel for my situation.
Seated in a corner of the glazed verandah they talked in undertones of Barthes' painful affair, and ultimately decided to ask Theophile Morin to dine with them on the following evening, and inform his old friend that he must again go into exile. "That is the best course," repeated Guillaume. "Morin is very fond of him and will know how to break the news.
"No, no, Monsieur l'Abbe Froment was here before me. Pray receive him first." Monferrand had to give way; he admitted the priest, and speedily dealt with him. He who usually employed the most diplomatic reserve when he was in presence of a member of the clergy plumply unfolded the Barthes business.
And so when he heard the Minister simply speak of Barthes, and declare that the government would rather see him go into exile than be obliged to imprison him once more, he remained for a moment quite disconcerted. As the police had been able to discover the old conspirator in the little house at Neuilly, how was it that they seemed altogether ignorant of Guillaume's presence there?
Barthes, for his part, stooped and kissed Guillaume on both cheeks. "Ah!" said the latter, almost gaily, "it gives me courage to see you." However, the new comers had brought a little information.
Seated in a corner of the glazed verandah they talked in undertones of Barthes' painful affair, and ultimately decided to ask Theophile Morin to dine with them on the following evening, and inform his old friend that he must again go into exile. "That is the best course," repeated Guillaume. "Morin is very fond of him and will know how to break the news.
"Yes; let us show ourselves, and go back to prison, or " But before he could complete his proposition, they were jerked in the sack up on to their feet. "Come, let's do it quick" "Good!" "Phew!" grunted Barthes; "it's precious heavy." "Heavy enough for two," said Fleon. "Over with it. Now, then, both together at the word three." "One." "Two." "Three."
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