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Updated: May 17, 2025
The streets were literally choked, and the crowd pressed tumultuously towards a bright light suspended below the sign of the Belle Etoile.
On riding down the Visitacion valley their eyes are greeted with the sight of the first ocean steamers. A thousand new-comers throng the streets. Maxime finds a home in the abode of Hardin. His cottage stands on a commanding lot, bought some time before. Letters from "Belle Etoile" delight the wanderer. He learns of the well-being of his friends.
The viceroy seems to have been of an unfeeling and absurdly consequential disposition, of which some instances have been already related in our account of another voyage. Whilst lying in Montevideo bay, a register ship ran foul of the Etoile during a hurricane, and did her so much damage, as to render it necessary to heave her down to be repaired.
Over the portal is an image of the Virgin and child, with an inscription which struck me as being quite poetical: "Etoile de la mer, priez pour nous!" On a level spot near the chapel, under a grove of noble trees, the populace dance on fine summer evenings; and here are held frequent fairs and fêtes, which assemble all the rustic beauty of the loveliest parts of Lower Normandy.
The owners of the villa Belle Etoile, our friend announced, he had found greatly depressed; of this, their passing mood, he had taken such advantage as only comes to the knowing. "They speak of themselves drearily as 'deux pauvres malheureux' with this villa still on their hands, and here they are almost 'touching June, as they put it.
But his inner nature tingles now with the mysterious thrill of danger. Eagerly he scans his post. The bleak blasts have benumbed his senses. Far away to the graceful groves and Gallic beauties of Belle Etoile his truant thoughts will fly once more. He wonders why he threw up his law studies under his uncle, Judge Valois, to rove in this wilderness.
But I know what he is doing I have books Isaac and I were always companions He learns from me what my father does But I was going to tell you, when you began asking about my father, that this plain will not appear to you throughout so, flourishing as it does now, from the road. When we reach the Etoile estate, you will see enough of the ravages of war."
The breeze was wafting the last red-brown leaves from the trees, turning them over and over before they fell on the autumnal greensward and the black earth of the empty flower-beds. Rows of carriages were moving towards the Étoile. As they had cleared the Rond-Point of the Champs-Elysées Brocq uttered a cry of joy.
"First, say have you really thought of her, more than once, since the adventure of the Belle Etoile?" "She never leaves my thoughts; day and night her beautiful eyes haunt me; her sweet voice is always in my ear." "Mine is said to resemble hers," said the mask. "So it does," I answered. "But it is only a resemblance." "Oh! then mine is better?" "Pardon me, Mademoiselle, I did not say that.
I have had no one to confide in; no one to advise me; no one to save me from the horrors of my existence. I have found a brave and prompt friend at last. Shall I ever forget the heroic tableau of the hall of the Belle Etoile? Have you have you really kept the rose I gave you, as we parted? Yes you swear it. You need not; I trust you.
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