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La Croissette now appeared among us, suffocating with laughter. "Are you frightened out of your lives?" said he. "'Tis nothing." "Nay, sir," said my mother, "'tis something, I think, to be raised up in the middle of the night by such a dreadful noise." "Night? 'tis broad daylight! No wonder you were frightened. I can hardly hear myself speak; but I felt impelled to come and see how you took it.
La Croissette eased my descent a good deal, by steadying the basket, and helped me out of it to our mutual satisfaction. It was then swiftly drawn up, and taken in. "Thank heaven, we are safe!" said I. "That was very cleverly managed." "Do you suppose it the first time?" said La Croissette. "Far from it, I can tell you.
Still they did not like to go and leave me without La Croissette. At length he appeared, and, addressing my father, said: "You had better avoid the precincts of your famous temple, La Calade: it has been completely demolished, and crowds are yet hanging about their beloved place of worship, regardless of danger, but the military will presently disperse them."
Now get into the cart." He led the horse a little out of the shadow as he spoke, and helped me inside the little house on wheels, where I found a mattress that proved a most acceptable rest; and then we drove slowly and quietly off, and gradually got among fields and hedges. "How are you getting on?" said La Croissette, at length. "Do you mind the shaking?"
"But some don't survive." "O, what hallelujahs their freed spirits must sing as they find themselves suddenly released and soaring upward with myriads of rejoicing angels, to receive their welcome at the throne of God!" "Jean, I never knew anything like you!" said La Croissette. "The worse the stories I tell you, the greater the triumph and exultation you cap them with."
I thought my position a curious one, and wondered whether La Croissette was going to give me up after all, to my enemies, but could not readily distrust a fellow apparently so kind-hearted. I lay still and listened to the sounds about me; the clucking of hens, gobbling of turkeys, stamping of horses, and lowing of calves, told me I was in a farm-yard.
La Croissette softly whistled, and presently talked of other things. By-and-by he said, "Now we are coming to a town, and you shall see some fun." "Will it be quite safe?" "Safer than anything else. It is a fair-day; I shall drive straight into the market-place, blow my horn, and play the quack doctor. Nay, you shall be my accomplice and blow the horn. Let me put you in costume at once."
Just after the women and children had retired for the night to a little inner dungeon, La Croissette once more presented himself uninvited. "I thought, messieurs, you might like to hear the news of the day," said he. "Most certainly," said my father. "Pray be seated. I wish I had a better seat to offer you. What is stirring?"
"But will by no means clear the guilty," said my father. "And He looketh not to the outward appearance, but to the heart," said La Croissette. "That expression applies to the personal, bodily appearance, which none of us can help," said my father, "not to the pretence of believing one thing, when we believe, its opposite. I mourn over the backsliding of my old friend.
"Well, I don't mean them to martyr me," said La Croissette, "I've an elastic creed, I! it stretches or collapses like an easy stocking." "Beware, beware, my friend, of fancying a creed like that of any worth at all." "Sir, we all have our weak points and our strong ones. I'm no polemic, I! I prefer meddling with things that will not bring me into trouble.
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