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Her name was Florimonde de Champdivers. 'Right again! said I, 'and I am extremely pleased to meet a gentleman so well informed in my quarterings.
"The captain's name was Florimond de Champdivers," she said in his ear. "I did not hear it," he answered, taking her supple body in his arms, and covered her wet face with kisses. A melodious chirping was audible behind, followed by a beautiful chuckle, and the voice of Messire de Malétroit wished his new nephew a good morning. Published in 1878.
Already, with the faculty of exaggeration which characterised him all his life, he anticipated gaining within the next twelvemonth no less than twenty thousand francs; forgetting the small result of his Cromwell, he spoke of having a lot of theatrical pieces in hand, plus an historical novel, Odette de Champdivers, and another dealing with the fortunes of the R'hoone family.
Her name was Florimonde de Champdivers." "Right again," said I, "and I am extremely pleased to meet a gentleman so well informed in my quarterings. Is monsieur Born himself?"
I did for him what I was able, nursed him, kept him covered, watched over his slumbers, sometimes held him in my arms at the rough places of the road. 'Champdivers, he once said, 'you are like a son to me like a son. It is good to remember, though at the time it put me on the rack. All was to no purpose.
Glancing along it for sight or warning of the runners, I spied, at two gunshots' distance or less, a milestone with a splash of white upon it a draggled placard. Abhorrent thought! Did it announce the price upon the head of Champdivers? "At least I will see how they describe him" this I told myself; but that which tugged at my feet was the baser fascination of fright.
It would be hard indeed if, with all these advantages, Mr. St. Ives should not be able to live quietly in a private lodging, while the authorities amuse themselves by looking for Champdivers. You forget, there is no connection between these two personages. 'And you forget your cousin, retorted Romaine. 'There is the link. There is the tongue of the buckle.
'Champdivers, my lad, your health! said a voice in my ear, and stopped me and there are few things I am more glad of in the retrospect than that it did. It must have been about four in the afternoon at least the rain had taken off, and the sun was setting with some wintry pomp when the current of my reflections was effectually changed by the arrival of two visitors in a gig.
'I have the pleasure of addressing Monsieur le Vicomte Anne de Keroual de Saint-Yves? said he. 'Well, said I, 'I do not call myself all that; but I have a right to, if I chose. In the meanwhile I call myself plain Champdivers, at your disposal. It was my mother's name, and good to go soldiering with. 'I think not quite, said he; 'for if I remember rightly, your mother also had the particle.
But I admire the obstinacy of your suspicions; since, as a matter of fact, I am Champdivers." "The mur " "Certainly not. I killed the man in fair duel." "Ha!" he eyed me with sour distrust. "That is what you have to prove." "Man alive, you don't expect me to demonstrate it up here, by the simple apparatus of ballooning?" "There is no talk of 'up here," said he, and reached for the valve-string.
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