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Jefferson ordered the coachman to drive to the terrace of the Jardin des Tuileries, near the Pont Royal, which particular place the fashionable world had chosen for a rendezvous from which to watch the skating upon the Seine. It was a beautiful and unusual sight that met Calvert's eyes for the first time on that brilliant winter's afternoon as he alighted from Mr. Jefferson's carriage.
"So you will come to France, too, Ned," cried d'Azay to Calvert. "I shall claim you as my guest and take you down to our château of Azay-le-Roi and show you to my sister Adrienne as a great American savage!" "You will be blessed if she looks at you out of mere curiosity if for naught else," murmured Beaufort at Calvert's ear, "for she is the prettiest little nun in all France.
It was the fashion, and no courtier resented this treatment, which served both to reduce the men to the rank of puppets and to render incredibly capricious the beauties who found themselves so powerful. All the virility of Calvert's nature, all his new-world independence and his sense of honor, was revolted by such a state of things.
He had no proof that the crabber hadn't suddenly turned on them; he just didn't believe it. Yesterday Scotty had seen watchers on the shore, presumably from Calvert's Favor. Apparently the watchers were there now. The boys had gone into shallow water, and their tanks had shown above the surface, drawing fire. It was the only reasonable explanation.
"Quite a party," Rick said faintly. Scotty covered him with a blanket. "You missed most of it, but I'll give you the details tomorrow. How are you feeling?" "Groggy." Rick's eyes were closed. He was never sure at what point he drifted off into deep slumber. He knew only that he had no recollection of the bodyguard being placed next to him or of the ambulance leaving Calvert's Favor.
"I am to be in London for some weeks, and, if you are to be here, too, what time could be more propitious than the present?" Calvert's assurance that he was in town indefinitely delighted Mr. Stuart. "Then I must have that sketch of you I have so long promised myself, and we will send a replica to Mr. Jefferson.
When at last they had finished, one of the party, pushing back his fur cap, turned to me. "You ought to remember me, Lorimer," he said. "Of course I do, Calvert. Didn't you hire my horses, once?" I replied. "You must take my meaning the right way when I say that I'm pleased to see you here. But what brought you and the others into this desolation?" Calvert's eyes twinkled.
The colony grew rapidly, its chief export being tobacco. The people lived on their estates or plantations, employing indented servants and negro slaves. MARYLAND. Maryland was founded by George Calvert, Lord Baltimore, a Roman Catholic, to whom Charles I. granted a charter . The first settlement was made by Calvert's sons, after his death. They planted a colony near the mouth of the Potomac.
The story he thus gathered from Calvert's wild talk he told Adrienne and Madame d'Azay the two ladies came daily to inquire how the patient was doing for he thought that they should know of the noble action of the young man, and he felt sure that as soon as Calvert was himself again he would request him to keep silence about his share in the matter.
That was at Monticello, where, indeed, I had the pleasure of making your acquaintance in miniature!" He bowed and smiled as he noted her look of surprise. "And where " "And where," interrupted Beaufort, who at that instant joined them and who had overheard Calvert's last words, "d'Azay promised to introduce Mr. Calvert to you as an American savage!"
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