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Here and there he was challenged and his way barred by a lowered halbert, but it was more or less perfunctory, and at the password the way was cleared. That Beaufoy was unfeignedly glad to see him was another satisfaction.
Beyond the door stood Beaufoy, perplexed and startled. "The King go to him." "Ill? Dying?" "No, he needs you. Go at once at once," answered Commines, with a jerk of his head, and was gone. "You called me, Sire?" "Pen ink paper. There, on the table. Quicker, dolt, quicker!" But with the quill between his fingers and the paper flattened on a pad against his knee, Louis was in no haste to write.
Letting the curtains fall behind him Commines pushed the door open softly, closed it softly at his back, and advanced a step. But in spite of the caution of his quiet Louis heard him. "What's that? Who's there? Beaufoy Beaufoy " "Sire, it is I Commines." "Commines!" he repeated, the sharpness of his frightened voice dwindling breathlessly. "Commines, Philip, what what news from Amboise?"
Being favoured by the Secretary of the Association, the late Henry Beaufoy, Esq. with a recommendation to Dr. My instructions were very plain and concise.
"Must this! Demand that! Tut, tut! you forget the reasons behind me." But though he spoke with a return of the banter which goaded the unfortunate Beaufoy almost to madness, his eyes were keenly alert and there was no smile in the mockery. Had Beaufoy been a Philip de Commines he would have known that jest with no laughter at its back is more dangerous than a threat. "Where are you going?"
It's perfectly obvious that with the most inherent baseness he has cribbed some of my bestselling copy, really gorgeous stuff, a perfect gem, the love passages in which are beneath suspicion. The Beaufoy books of love and great possessions, with which your lordship is doubtless familiar, are a household word throughout the kingdom. You're too beastly awfully weird for words!
To this expedition belongs the honour of having discovered the first land to the south of the Antarctic Circle Peter I. Island and Alexander I. Land. The next star in the Antarctic firmament is the British seaman, James Weddell. He made two voyages in a sealer of 160 tons, the Jane of Leith, in 1819 and 1822, being accompanied on the second occasion by the cutter Beaufoy.
Now you, Michault, go through his pockets. What first? An empty purse! And yet you must have a horse, must you? Was I to collect its price at Valmy, my good sir? When I go to Valmy it will be for more than the life of a horse. Next, a woman's ribbon! No wonder the purse was empty. A paper! Give it me a love-letter! I congratulate you, Monsieur Beaufoy, and return it without reading the signature.
Beaufoy would hold good faith let it cost Beaufoy what it might. Stiffening himself rigidly he answered nothing. "Come, the message! I'll have it, though I rip it out of you. You won't answer? Then there is no help for it. Once!" and the point touched "twice!" and the point pricked "three times! Monsieur, you are a brave fool, but on your life do not stir. Grip him by the elbows, Jan.
Beaufoy, took a conspicuous part on this occasion, but particularly the two latter, to whom much praise was due for the constant attention they bestowed upon this subject.
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