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I give them their due: the trap was skillful, and in those times, with great things at stake, strategy took the place of open fighting here and there. For Bigot I was to be a weapon against another; for Doltaire, against myself. What a gull they must have thought me!
He had landed at Gaspe, and had come on to Quebec overland. Arriving at the Intendance, he had awaited Doltaire's coming. Doltaire had stopped to visit General Montcalm at Montmorenci Falls, on his way back from an expedition to the English country, and had thus himself brought my protection and hurried to his own undoing. I was thankful for his downfall, though I believed it was but for a moment.
There was not a soldier before the Intendant's palace, not a light in any window. "What is this weird trick of Bigot's?" said Doltaire, musing. The Governor, we knew, had been out of the city that day. But where was Bigot? At a word from Doltaire we pushed forward towards the palace, the soldiers keeping me in their midst.
Voban did not stir, but stood rooted to the spot, his eyes, however, never moving from Doltaire. It was clear that he had looked for death, and now expected punishment and prison. Doltaire took out his handkerchief and wiped a sweat from his cheeks. He turned to me soon, and said, in a singularly impersonal way, as though he were speaking of some animal: "He had great provocation.
To the moment we will rise, and there shall be no question of satisfaction, no discontent anywhere eh, shall it be so, if m'sieu' the General can spare the time also? It is agree that the General play for one hour and go, and that M'sieu' Doltaire and the Intendant play for the rest of the time. "They begin, and I hide there and watch.
Gilbert Parker is to be congratulated on the excellence of his latest story, 'The Seats of the Mighty, and his readers are to be congratulated on the direction which his talents have taken therein.... It is so good that we do not stop to think of its literature, and the personality of Doltaire is a masterpiece of creative art." New York Mail and Express. Paper, 50 cents; cloth, $1.00. "Mr.
I got up quickly; but my ankle hurt me sorely, and I turned sick and dizzy. Limping a little way, I set my back against a tree, and drew my hanger. As I did so, the three gentlemen burst in upon me. They were General Montcalm, a gentleman of the Governor's household, and Doltaire! "It is no use, dear Captain," said Doltaire. "Yield up your weapon."
I can not quite guess the reason, unless it be true what gossips say, that Bigot is jealous of the notice Madame Cournal has given Doltaire, who visits much at her house. "Well, they asked me to sing, and so I did; and can you guess what it was? Even the voyageurs' song,
I made haste to answer, "No, no, my own troubles do not weigh so heavy but our General's death!" "You are a patriot, my friend," he added warmly. "I could well have been content with our success against your English army without this deep danger to your person." I put out my hand to him, but I did not speak, for just then Doltaire entered. He was smiling at something in his thought.
Had France sat still while Austria and Prussia quarreled, that long fighting had never been. The game of war had lain with the Grande Marquise or La Pompadour, as she was called and later it may be seen how I, unwillingly, moved her to set it going. Answering Monsieur Doltaire, I said stoutly, "I am sure he made a good fight; he had gallant men." They have gone to France, my captain."
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