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Little Charlot came running up and hid among her petticoats, astonished and frightened to see a strange man there. Then succeeded a few seconds of awkward silence. "And this is the little one, then?" Goliah asked at last in his most dulcet tone. "Yes," was Silvine's curt, stern answer. Silence again settled down upon the room.
Diable! Have not I ridden in the rain these six hours past?" La Boulaye paid no heed to him; he was too inured to this sort of insolence since the new rule had levelled all men. But Charlot turned slowly to regard the fellow.
The Marquis might be claiming no more than by ancient law was the due of the Seigneur, but Charlot was by no means minded to submit in craven acquiescence to that brutal, barbarous law. "My lord," he cried, "you shall not take her. She is my wife. She belongs to me. You shall not take her!"
"Did anybody know that the keys were in your pocket?" asked the ingenuous Caron. "I told you last night." "Yes, yes; I remember that. But did anybody else know?" "The ostler knew. He saw me lock the doors." "Why, then, let us find the ostler," urged Caron. "Put on some clothes and we will go below." Mechanically Charlot obeyed him, and as he did so he gave his feelings vent at last.
She had never known how strong her love for him had been, and now the thought that she was to see him no more, that he who was hers was hers no longer, aroused her almost to a pitch of madness and made her forget her usual tranquil resignation. She set Charlot roughly down upon the floor, exclaiming: "Good!
"Mine gives me fine clothes and plenty of money to spend," said the stranger. "Ours gives us kisses," said Charlot. "Ha! that's nothing. Mine makes the servants wait on me and do as I tell them." "But our dear mother waits on us herself." The charcoal man and his wife listened to this little dispute, and said nothing.
Even Charlot at first seemed to be fond of him, though after a while the resemblance to Ogier which he noticed had the effect to excite his hatred. Baldwin was attentive to Charlot, and lost no occasion to be serviceable. The Prince loved to play chess, and Baldwin, who played well, often made a party with him.
The Emperor was unreasonably partial to his eldest son; he would have been glad to have had the barons and peers demand Charlot for their only sovereign; but that prince was so infamous, for his falsehood and cruelty, that the council strenuously opposed the Emperor's proposal of abdicating, and implored him to continue to hold a sceptre which he wielded with so much glory.
From the window a view could be obtained of a kind of platform at the corner of the boulevard Arago which was bounded by the high wall of the Santé prison. This spot, usually deserted, was crowded with people; a moving mob, swarming and struggling behind some hastily erected barriers. Charlot stretched a trembling hand towards the spectacle, in sudden comprehension.
Let us make our peace, for we cannot stand against the king's power." Then he went to his mother, and told her they would give the horse to Charlot, and more, too, if the king would pardon them, and forgive all that they had done against his crown and dignity. The lady returned to Charles and told him the answer of her sons.
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