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Updated: July 14, 2025
The storm roared without and at times it volleyed down the chimney, making the flames leap and dance, but the sense of security and safety was strong within him. The war passed by, forgotten for the time. History, it was true, repeated itself, and this was the abandoned hotel at Chastel over again, but they were in a far better position now.
Julie was coming back to the front, and she would not be so far away. Some day he might see her again. But he felt anxiety. "Is the journey to Chastel safe, after she leaves the railway?" he asked of Weber. "Is anything safe now?" "Nothing in Europe," interjected Captain Colton. "But I don't think Mademoiselle Lannes will incur much danger," said Weber.
It seemed to him a warning that the path that way, the way Auersperg had undoubtedly gone with Julie, was barred. He walked up the newly trodden road into Chastel, and then he darted back again to cover. He saw the gleam of many gray uniforms and he heard a clank which he knew could be made only by the wheels of cannon.
The wireless, sputtering and crackling, was carrying the news from general to general that a smart little action had been fought at Chastel, where another smart little action had been fought not long before, that the Germans had been overly daring and had paid for it.
At length I was pronounced well enough to go about the house, although still very feeble, and I was conducted, not to the judgment-room, where I had expected to be taken, but to the Mother's Room; and there I found the father of the house, seated with Chastel, and with them seven or eight of the others.
The weather proved singularly favorable to those who spent their time in admiring the lilies, and this now seemed to be almost the only occupation of the inmates, excepting, of course, sick Chastel, imprisoned Yoletta, and myself I being too forlorn to admire anything.
John was sorry that the European hotels did not have a big lobby after the American fashion. It would have given them a welcome now, but all was as usual in the Hôtel de l'Europe, Chastel. There was the small office for the cashier, and the smaller one for the bookkeeper. Near them was the bureau and upon it lay an open register.
I know that Philip cannot come today or tonight and perhaps not tomorrow." "In that event, what plans have you, Miss Julie?" "To remain in Chastel. We have an excellent hotel here at our service, and as we're behind the French army we're in perfect safety." John opened his lips to speak, but changed his intention and did not say what was in his thought.
Not often in Christian history has a monarch been solemnly and officially accused by a brother sovereign of suborning assassins against his life. Bribery, stratagem, and murder, were, however, so entirely the commonplace machinery of Philip's administration as to make an allusion to the late attempt of Chastel appear quite natural in Henry's declaration of war.
"It's not a coincidence, sir. You've always been a friend to me. Captain Colton, and I'm willing to tell you that I've sought this mission to Chastel because Mademoiselle Julie Lannes is there, or is going there, and for no other reason whatever. I'm afraid she's in danger, and anyway I long for a sight of her face as we long for the sun after a storm."
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