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The river had been high in flood during the week, and the grass which sloped towards the water was still wet, and heavy to the tread. But Cazeau limited his walk to the broad summit of the bank, being aware that the river just below flowed over a muddy quicksand, into which, should a man chance to fall, it would be death and fast burial at one and the same moment.

And she was angry, ah, she can be very angry, poor Martine! she has a shrill tongue and a wild eye, and she said out flatly that she would not go, and furthermore that she would not be caught in a priest's trap, or words to that effect. And this clerk, Cazeau, a miserable little white-livered rascal, crawled away from my door in a rage with us all, and was never seen again.

"Woman, your tongue overrules your senses!" said Cazeau, with rising temper, "You rail against the Church like an ungrateful heathen, even though you owe your son's recovery to the Church! For what is Cardinal Bonpre but a Prince of the Church?" Martine stuck her arms akimbo, and surveyed him disdainfully. "OH HE!" she cried, "My tongue overrules my senses, Monsieur Clause Cazeau!

When I saw two automobiles, packed imposingly with uniformed figures, speed up the drive to the chateau, hope stirred in me. With suppressed joy, I trust it was suppressed, I heard the duke exclaim that this was General Le Cazeau, due to visit the hospital with his staff and greet the wounded and bestow on certain lucky beings the reward of their valor in the shape of medals of war.

Tais-toi!" murmured Patoux gently, between two whiffs of his pipe "Excuse him, Monsieur Cazeau, he is but a child." Cazeau writhed amicably. "A delightful child," he murmured "And the little girl his sister- -is also charming Ah, what fine dark eyes! what hair! Will she not come and speak to me?"

The leader of the present Government expresses a strong opinion in favour of the settlement of a separate Crown Colony in the Hudson's Bay district, and this also is the view taken by Mr. Cartier and Mr. J. A. Macdonald, and is strongly concurred in by Mr. Cazeau, the Vicar-General, who, as you are aware, leads the Catholic party in Lower Canada. On the other hand, the feeling of Mr. Geo.

"Hush, hush!" said Cazeau, his teeth chattering with the cold of his inward terror, "I never killed you, Marguerite! I loved you yes, listen!" For she was looking up at him with an attentive, almost sane expression in her eyes. "I meant to write to you after the fair, and come to you . . ." "Hush, hush!" said the girl, "Let me hear this! this is strange news!

There is one very quiet bit of the Seine in Rouen where the water flows between unspoilt grassy banks, which in summer are a frequent resort for lovers to dream the dreams which so often come to nothing, and here Cazeau betook himself to smoke and meditate on the brilliancy of his future prospects.

"It would be an objection no doubt, and an irreverance perhaps to smoke a pipe before you, Monsieur Monsieur " "Cazeau," finished the secretary with another pallid smile "Claude Cazeau, a poor scribe, at your service! And I beg of you, Monsieur Jean Patoux, to smoke at your distinguished convenience!"

Do you not see you will be confronted with Cazeau? And that Gherardi and his set will be there to note your every look and gesture, and privately judge as to whether you and the Archbishop of Rouen concocted the miracle between you! And that if you were to see this Cazeau to- night, that very meeting would be taken as a sign of conspiracy!"

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