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The captain evidently did not attach much weight to this reason. He winked his eye and smiled. Francoise was more agreeable company than a cannon. On seeing him smile, Dominique added: "I am a foreigner, but I can put a ball in an apple at five hundred meters. There is my hunting gun behind you." "You may have use for it," responded the captain dryly. Francoise had approached, somewhat agitated.
I arrived at Thornton's chambers in the Rue St. Dominique. "Monsieur, est-il chez lui?" said I to the ancient porteress, who was reading one of Crebillon's novels. "Oui, Monsieur, au quatrieme," was the answer. I turned to the dark and unclean staircase, and, after incredible exertion and fatigue, arrived, at last, at the elevated abode of Mr. Thornton.
Going to be an Odd Fellows lodge now?" he laughed. "Something like that," she answered coolly. "Can't afford it, my dear; to be an Odd Fellow costs like thunder!" "We have plenty of funds," was the astonishing reply. "Speak as if you'd inherited the Mosely Estate." Silence on the part of Carrie, who sat at the other end of the table like a Dominique hen brooding strange eggs.
"If he know you here, he go up river, get plenty of black men fight for him. Black fellow bery foolish. Give him little present he fight." "I had not thought of that, Dominique. Yes, if he has made some creek his headquarters he might, as you say, get the people to take his side by giving them presents; that is, if he knew that we were here.
His eyes closed, and he seemed about to fall asleep, but presently looked up and whispered: "I haven't said my prayers, have I?" The father shook his head in a sort of rude confusion. "I can pray out loud if I want to, can't I?" "Of course, Dominique." The man shrank a little. "I forget a good many times, but I know one all right, for I said it when the bird was singing.
"MY DEAR DOMINIQUE, Prepare for me within ten days after you receive this. "Peste!" hissed the Marquis. Jude pressed a folded paper into his hand, slipped behind a pillar and disappeared, and the two relatives joined the crowd. The Marquis that day made copious entries in his journal. His life was now entirely engrossed in the controversy with LeCour.
It caused me to start as if stung by an adder. It was the voice of Monsieur Dominique Gayarre! I cannot describe the effect produced upon me by this discovery. It was like a shock of paralysis. It nailed me to the spot, and for some moments I felt as rigid as a statue, and almost as senseless. Even had the words uttered by Gayarre been loud enough to reach me, I should scarce have heard them.
The offer was refused, and instead, the chief men of the pirate colony went straightway to New Orleans to put Jackson on his guard, and when the opposing forces met on the plains of Chalmette, the very center of the American line was held by Dominique Yon, with a band of his swarthy Baratarians, with howitzers which they themselves had dragged from their pirate stronghold to train upon the British.
Here was born that strongly individualized and much contested genius, Dominique Ingres, and here Protestantism withstood the League, De Luyne's besieging army and the dragonnades of Louis XIV.
The raft of chairs had floated after all; and by the help of these the faithful steward had gained the shore, far down the river. No one knew of his escape; and the idea occurred to this strange old man to remain for a while en perdu a silent spectator of the conduct of Monsieur Dominique.
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