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On seeing the unconscious Tiepoletta and the child so quietly sleeping beside her, he could not repress a cry of astonishment and dismay. "What is it, Coursegol?" inquired a gentleman who had followed him. "Look, sir," replied Coursegol, pointing to Tiepoletta.
The young lieutenant turned away to give an order to one of his soldiers; then suddenly he approached Coursegol and said kindly, in a low voice: "You seem to be worthy people, and I should be very sorry if any misfortune happened to you. Paris is not a safe abode just now.
They could reach the sea only by passing through the greatest dangers. "Besides," added Coursegol, "what does this letter prove? That M. Philip is safe and well, of course; but it does not prove that he is still in London." "Coursegol is right!" remarked Bridoul. "Before you think of starting, you must write to M. Philip."
Heaven has inspired me. But what if I am mistaken?" he added, anxiously. "What if she should kill the poor little thing?" "What do you say? What have you done? Run and take the child from her. Have we not had misfortunes enough already? Go, I tell you!" "It is too late!" replied Coursegol, terribly excited. "Look!"
"This work that you cannot do and that I should do so badly can be entrusted to my daughter." "Your daughter! You have a daughter! You have never told me that you were a married man." Coursegol was silent for a moment; he seemed to hesitate. "I will return confidence for confidence," he said finally. Then he related the history of Dolores, and his own.
The servants, superintended by Coursegol, were fastening the trunks upon the carriage that was to convey the travellers and their baggage to Avignon, where places had been bespoken for them in the coach which was then the only mode of conveyance between Marseilles and Paris. Dolores was standing near Coursegol.
"A doll!" exclaimed Philip, clapping his hands in rapture. "Yes, in flesh and blood," replied Coursegol; "a doll that cries, that will grow and talk to you and amuse you." "When?" demanded Philip. "When she grows up." "Then make her grow up immediately," ordered the little autocrat.
"And why?" inquired Coursegol, who had been listening attentively. "The reason is plain," replied Vauquelas. "Will it not be for the interest of the exiled owners that their estates should be bought on the most favorable possible terms, and properly cared for. The brigands who are now in power will fall some day; and then the Émigrés will return.
Coursegol put the assignats in his pocket, and secreted the gold in a leather belt he wore; then without another word, he started in quest of Philip and Dolores. How could he reach them? He must first discover where they were. Prisons were very numerous in those days. There were the Luxembourg, the Abbaye, the Force, the Carmes, the Madelonnettes, Saint-Lazare and many others.
She disappeared, but soon returned, bearing in one hand a double candlestick which she placed upon a table, and in the other the lantern for which her master had called. "Follow me," said Coursegol's host. Coursegol obeyed. They left the drawing-room, passed through several small and shabbily furnished apartments, and at last entered a small passage.
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