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Updated: May 5, 2025
Like wild beasts, bearing these spoils of the head as trophies of victory, the band of assassins rushed down the Rue de Sicile to carry terror to the heart of Paris. It was nearly noon when Coursegol and Dolores, having passed the Bastile, entered the Rue Saint Antoine to find a dense crowd of men, women and ragged children yelling at one another and singing coarse songs.
Coursegol was only a peasant; but he had served in the army a long time, and contact with others had sharpened his wits, while the excellent judgment of his old master, the Marquis de Chamondrin, had not failed to exert a most beneficial effect upon his intellectual development.
And they promised all that she asked, for it was impossible to resist so much grace, so much eloquence and so much humility. Then she took from her pocket the order of release which Coursegol had obtained through Vauquelas. She handed this to Philip. "There is your freedom," she resumed.
Coursegol was ignorant of these details, but Bridoul acquainted him with them. "One of these messengers is a friend of mine," added Bridoul, "and for a fair compensation, he will consent to take you with him as his assistant. In his company, you can visit the different prisons without the slightest danger." This plan delighted Coursegol.
Coursegol, who had not seen him for several years, found him greatly changed. But the face surrounded by white floating locks had not lost the benign expression which had always characterized it; and he displayed the same simplicity of manner that had always endeared him to the poor and humble. When he entered the hall, the people who had been waiting for him, advanced to meet him.
"You are not strong enough for that yet." Tiepoletta understood and obeyed. Then she said gently in bad French: "My Dolores." "Dolores! That is a pretty name!" remarked Coursegol, pleased to hear the poor woman speak. "You will keep her, will you not?" said Tiepoletta, entreatingly. "You will not give her to those who will maltreat her? Make an honest girl of her.
She admired the soundness of judgment her adopted brother displayed in his estimate of people and of things, and the eloquence with which he expressed his opinions. Coursegol was present. Often by a word he completed or rectified the statements of his young master, and Dolores loved him for the devotion testified by his every word.
Coursegol had hesitated to enter the Rue Saint Antoine. He feared to come in contact with this excited multitude, but the more alarming the great city which she saw for the first time appeared to Dolores, the more anxious she was to find shelter at Bridoul's house.
On seeing a beautiful girl enter, followed by an aged man, he rose, and turning to his soldiers: "What is the meaning of this?" he inquired. "I wish to enter the city, lieutenant," volunteered Coursegol, without waiting to be questioned. "Enter Paris! You have chosen a nice time! There are many people in it who would be only too glad to make their escape.
"If Monsieur le Marquis would but grant my request," said Coursegol, timidly. "What is your request?" "I have no wife, no child. The little apartment that I occupy is very gloomy when M. Philip is not with me. If you will consent to it, Dolores shall be my daughter." "Your daughter, but who would take care of her?" "Oh! I will attend to that. I know some very worthy people in Remoulins.
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