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Gaston Cheverny was satisfied at this, reckoning me, and truly, as his friend. Regnard, on the contrary, was ill-pleased. Yet he showed excellent temper and judgment, always. It was to be a long chase, that of Mademoiselle Capello; and Regnard's qualities, persistence, cheerfulness under defeat, and airy, indomitable spirit, often tell in the end.
The court goes to Versailles early to-morrow morning. Arrange that we go there to-morrow afternoon in good state." With that he tumbled into bed. I was up at daylight, preparing for the journey. I wished for Gaston Cheverny then he would have been of infinite service to me. My master had a magnificent gilt coach stored in Paris, and also twenty liveries of green and gold.
She said to Count Saxe, very earnestly: "Monsieur, you may depend upon it, that whatever dangers encompass Monsieur Cheverny and me, I will not play the coward." "I am sure of it, Mademoiselle," replied Count Saxe, smiling, "but I do not look for any dangers for either of you."
It was upon events like these that Madame Riano based her absurd belief in second sight. But let it not appear that I am a man easily deluded when I declare that from the hour I saw the man I took for Gaston Cheverny in the burning house at Prague, I knew that Francezka was in sore distress, and even in need of her poor Babache.
She rose as she spoke and actually grew taller, and her voice, although low, had a ring of joy and exultation in it when she repeated the words, "I am the wife of Gaston Cheverny." Still standing, she came nearer to me I had risen too and kept on: "I have not words to describe to you Regnard's countenance at that. It was not disappointment; it seemed to be only the most overmastering rage.
The crown prince received her amiably, recalled their previous acquaintance at Radewitz, and repeated Count Saxe's compliments to Gaston Cheverny. At this, Francezka's face, which was a little pale, grew red with gratified pride. She asked the crown prince's assistance in publishing her rewards and making known Gaston's disappearance and he promised with a fine grace.
Marvelous things happen in war, and a story of the strange disappearances and stranger returns of men lost in siege, battle, or reconnaissance, would read like the fables of the ancient mythology. At the end of a fortnight, I began to see signs of anxiety for Gaston Cheverny in Count Saxe.
Jacques Haret had not since been seen in those parts; and Gaston Cheverny had given his word to Mademoiselle Capello that the next time he saw Jacques Haret, the scoundrel should have a double dose of punishment on old Peter's account, as well as on Gaston's own, and Francezka seemed mightily contented with the idea.
We worked until late that night on the instructions for Gaston Cheverny. Early in the morning he set out alone, not even having a servant with him. He promised me to give my everlasting remembrance to Mademoiselle Capello. It was, of course, impossible for him to take with him his dog, heretofore his inseparable companion. I was to have charge of Bold in his master's absence.
Francezka, to my surprise, took part in it, as in everything else, but being full of art and finesse, was never caught except by one person, the aged Marshal Duc de Noailles, who was brave and gallant at the age of eighty. Gaston Cheverny excelled at this wild and gallant sport, and the ladies vowed there was no escaping him.
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