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Some in that noble company nudged one another, and one there was who burst into a loud guffaw. "Charlot has often told me so," she laughed, all unsuspicious. The Marquis moved on his horse that he might bend lower.
Ogier, without replying, seized Charlot by the hair, forced him on his knees, and lifted with the other hand his irresistible sword. Charlemagne, who expected to see the head of his son rolling at his feet, shut his eyes and uttered a cry of horror. Ogier had done enough.
"Only in the pockets, dear, and in the tender quick of comfort. And will you have Charlot hasten that pie? I can smell it from afar, and my mouth waters." "This moment, Monsieur;" and she flew away to the kitchens. The Chevalier took this temporary absence as an opportunity to look about him. Only one table was occupied.
Charlot shrugged his shoulders and laughed, whereupon Madame de Bellecour seemed to become a being transformed. Her ample flesh, which but a moment back had quivered in fear, quivered now more violently still in anger.
They took him to the mayor, to the deputy, to the cure, and to the schoolmaster. Charlot, standing on the threshold of his cottage, watched him pass. In the evening, at supper, he said to the old people: "You must have been stupid to let the Vallins' boy be taken." The mother answered, obstinately: "I wouldn't sell my child." The father remained silent.
Fire flashed from the eyes of Ogier, but the presence of the Emperor restrained his speech, and he was calmed by the kind looks of Charlemagne, who said, with an angry voice, "Silence, Charlot! By the life of Bertha, my queen, he who has saved my life is as dear to me as yourself. Ogier," he continued, "you are no longer a hostage.
What was the life of a peasant more than that of any other animal of the land, that the concern of it should perturb the sereneness of your aristocratic being? Mesdames, that Charlot Tardivet am I; that Marie Tardivet was my wife. I knew not whom you were when I bade you sup at my table but now that I know it what do you look for at my hands?" It was the Marquise who answered him.
"Monsieur," said Charlot, "I shall remember it to my dying day." He would have said more, but the peasants, stirred by fear, now roused themselves and plucked at his coat. "Get you gone, Charlot, Get you gone quickly," they advised him. "And if you are wise you will leave Bellecour without delay. It is not safe for you here." "It is not safe for any of us," exclaimed one.
WHEN Charlemagne grew old he felt the burden of government become heavier year by year, till at last he called together his high barons and peers to propose to abdicate the empire and the throne of France in favor of his sons, Charlot and Lewis.
They had placed guards about my door; but my Jocelyne, my grandchild, found means to lure them from their post, and I escaped them. I had promised her what had I promised her? Oh, my poor Charlot! my brain wanders strangely at times. No matter.
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