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It would, no doubt, be said that Ferrier had always behaved with singular generosity both toward opponents and toward dissidents in his own party. Open and serious argument was at no time unwelcome to him. All very well! But how was one to argue, beyond a certain point, with a man twenty-five years your senior, who had known you in jackets, and was also your political chief?
On his various missions he met and discoursed with churchmen and statesmen concerned in the greatest transactions of his time, notably at Mantua with Oliva, secretary of one of the greatest ecclesiastics at the Council of Trent; at Milan with Cardinal Borromeo, by far the noblest of all who sat in that assemblage during its eighteen years; in Rome and elsewhere with Arnauld Ferrier, who had been French Ambassador at the Council, Cardinal Severina, head of the Inquisition, Castagna, afterward Pope Urban VII., and Cardinal Bellarmine, afterward Sarpi's strongest and noblest opponent.
She was laughing so that her white teeth showed, and she made me welcome like a playmate; remaining on the rug, and bidding Ernestine set a chair for me near the fire. "It is very kind of you to spare me some time, monsieur," said Madame de Ferrier. She admonished Paul "Don't choke your little mother." I told her boldly that nothing but the dread of disturbing her kept me from knocking every day.
And why shouldn't he thank Napoleon for giving him back his estates after the fortunes of revolution and war?" "Because the emperor didn't do it. I bought them!" "You!" "Yes, I bought them. Come to that, they are my property!" "Madame de Ferrier doesn't know this?" "Certainly not. I meant to settle them on her. Saints and angels, boy, anybody could see what my intentions were!"
Ferrier, who lives near me, was going down by that very train. The doctor most kindly took charge of me, and it was well he did so, for I had a fit in the station, and before we reached home I was practically a raving maniac. "You can imagine the state of things here when they were roused from their beds by the doctor's ringing and found me in this condition.
But you must clearly understand that for my part, while I hold tenaciously to the primary duty of 'holding forth the Word of Life' for it is 'the entrance of Thy Word giveth light and understanding to the simple' yet I am entirely with you in feeling that we need to cultivate the intellect of these men. Go on, Ferrier."
We could see each other by the high light that sometimes gilded the face, and sometimes was tarnished almost to eclipse. Madame de Ferrier crept forward, and before I knew her intention, cast my garment again around me. I helped the boat shift its balance so she would have to grasp at me for support; the chilled round shape of her arm in my hand sent waves of fire through me.
The consul occupied himself the next day in procuring a passage for us on board a vessel of the Regency which was going to Marseilles. M. Ferrier, the Chancellor of the French Consulate, was at the same time Consul for Austria. He procured for us two false passports, which transformed us M. Berthémie and me into two strolling merchants, the one from Schwekat, in Hungary, the other from Leoben.
She dropped her head in her hands a moment then fell back in her chair silenced her beautiful passionate eyes fixed on Marsham, as his were on her. "Brava! Brava!" cried Mr. Ferrier, clapping his hands. The room joined in laughter and applause. A few minutes later the ladies streamed out into the hall on their way to bed. Marsham came to light a candle for Diana.
Probing along with the oar I found a cove and a shallow bottom, and there I beached our craft with a great shove. "How good the earth feels underfoot!" said Madame de Ferrier. We were both stiff. I drew the boats where they could not be floated away, and we turned our faces to the unknown. I took her unresisting arm to guide her, and she depended upon me.
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