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Ordinance officers: Baron de Mortemart, Baron Athalin, M. Beranger, M. de Lauriston; Messieurs Barons Desaix, Laplace, and de Caraman; Messieurs de Saint Marsan, de Lamezan, Pretet, and Pailhou; there was also M. d'Aremberg, but at this time he was a prisoner in the town of Dantzic. First chamberlain and master of the wardrobe, the Count of Turenne. Prefect of the palace, Baron de Beausset.
Now Coucou approached the companion, but the noise woke Madame Caraman, and uttering a half-suppressed shriek she jumped up and looked drowsily at the intruder. She recognized only the form of a man, and instinctively grasping after the first object at hand, she took hold of the work-basket and threw it with all her might at the Zouave.
He fell into his lethargy again, and when they waked him, he said he did not know whether he could call himself obliged to them. I dined two days ago at Monsieur de Guerchy's, with the Count de Caraman, who brought me your letter. He seems a very agreeable man, and you may be sure, for your sake, and Madame de Mirepoix's, no civilities in my power shall be wanting.
"I hope so, my boy," said Madame Caraman with faltering voice. "God protect you and grant that you may again find your captain! It will all be right in course of time adieu!" The Zouave made two long strides in getting downstairs, and in a moment he had reached and climbed the garden-wall. Placing himself upon it, he swung his cap, and calling aloud, "Adieu, Mother Caraman," disappeared.
"With pleasure, my dear child." "And, Mamma Caraman, I should like to do the journey on horseback," added Clary, in a hesitating voice. "Still better, dear child when we reach Marseilles you will be sound in health." Eight days later we find Clary and her companion settled down in Marseilles.
"Was he the person whom you expected?" "Yes." "Oh, then be of good cheer," said Clary, putting her tiny hand upon her heaving breast; "something tells me that this man is almighty! Hope, Mother Mercedes hope!" The count found the Zouave outside the house in animated conversation with Madame Caraman.
One night some robbers tried to enter their villa; the servants slept in a building close by, and in this emergency Madame Caraman took to arms as soon as she heard a suspicious noise. With a heavy silver candlestick in her hand she entered the parlor from whence the noise proceeded.
Five minutes later the carriage was at the door. "It is serious, then," sighed the governess. "We are going to Algeria, then. Do you know, Clary, I have been weak to give in so?" Clary did not reply, and Madame Caraman, encouraged by her silence, continued: "Suppose an accident should happen to you, I would not survive the blow, for I love you.
God knows what way she got the wound I always fear that she herself fired the shot." Jane moaned louder and felt her heart with her hand. "Be still, my dear," whispered Mamma Caraman. She poured a few drops of liquor into a cup and told the girl to drink it. "No, I will not drink!" said Jane, passionately. "Leave me, I do not want to live," she suddenly cried.
The long face he made at this announcement caused Clary to burst into a loud laugh. "You see it is folly to attempt to overtake the Count of Monte-Cristo," said Madame Caraman to Clary; "if you follow my advice, return to Marseilles, where we can wait for news of the Ice Bird and " "Go back?" interrupted Clary. "Never!"
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