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Updated: June 16, 2025
Then they all went for a long walk, with luncheon at Vevey, and before evening Alfred was talking confidently of painting Miss Madden. Next day they went by train to St. Maurice, and, returning after dark, dined without ceremony together. This third day the weather still remaining bright they had ascended by the funicular road to Glion, and walked on among the swarming luegers, up to Caux.
Occasionally there came gusts of winds, breezes from the sea rolling in one sweep over the whole plateau of the Caux country, which brought even to these fields a salt freshness. The rushes, close to the ground, whistled; the branches trembled in a swift rustling, while their summits, ceaselessly swaying, kept up a deep murmur. Emma drew her shawl round her shoulders and rose.
"In the house where you are, my lord." "It is right that I yield him place," said the duke, and the very same evening took the road back to the district of Caux.
Horses being luckily procured, the Duchess mounted en croupe behind one of the gentlemen of her suite, and riding all night and part of the following day, the fugitives met with a hospitable reception from a nobleman of Caux, in whose little manor-house they found rest, refection, and concealment for the space of a week.
There was no moon. The lake lay dark and mysterious, pricked here and there with the swaying orange light of a fishing-boat. High up, like a ring of planets brooding above the town, the great arc of the Caux Palace lights blazed through the starlit dusk. Tony reverted to the evening's play. "You didn't do badly, either," he said, challengingly. "You weren't bored to-night, were you?"
His eyes fell upon Marie's face and rested there, at first with the look of recognition, followed by a start of surprise and satisfaction. He reined in his horse instantly, with the exclamation: "Mademoiselle de St. Caux!" For a moment she shrank back, her cheek paler even than before; then recovering herself she said calmly: "It is myself, Monsieur Lebat." "Citizen Lebat," he corrected.
The Bastard of Burgundy, wearing the Burgundian coat-of-arms with a bar sinister, made a fine record for himself. After the tournament he invited the ladies to a Sunday dinner, "especially the Queen and her sisters and made great preparations therefor and then we departed, Thomas de Loreille, Bailiff of Caux, and I to go to Brittany to accomplish our embassy.
Caux; or may be they will object both to the de and the St., and I shall find myself plain Monsieur Caux." "Oh, Edouard!" the marquise exclaimed aghast. "I am quite in earnest, my dear, I can assure you. You will say she is still the heiress of a portion of our estates, but who can say how long the estates will remain after the title is gone?
Night separated the combatants before either side had gained a manifest advantage, and on the morrow it seemed for the interest of neither to resume the struggle. The field where this campaign was to be fought was a narrow peninsula enclosed between the sea and the rivers Seine and Dieppe. In this peninsula, called the Land of Caux, it was Henry's intention to shut up his enemy.
"What is it, citizen?" the guard said looking through a grille in the gate. "I am Citizen Lebat of the Committee of Public Safety, and I have an order here, signed by Citizen Robespierre, for the release of the female prisoner known as Marie Caux." "All right, citizen!" the man said, opening the gate. "It is late for a discharge; but I don't suppose the prisoner will grumble at that."
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