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Then Napoleon fell back on a last resource; he did as he had been wont to do on the battlefield: he went to his foes instead of letting them come to him. Talk of troubles! No words could ever make you understand the misery of those who loved him for his own sake." "But where is his snuff-box?" asked La Fosseuse. "It is in a box at Grenoble," the commandant replied.
"Mon Dieu, yes; that is what got into the head of that devil of a Béarnais." "Go on, Chicot," said the king, beginning to look annoyed. "Well! scarcely had he guessed that, than he became what you look now, sad and melancholy; so much so, that he hardly thought of Fosseuse." "Bah!" "Yes, really, and then he conceived that other love I told you of." "But this man is a Turk a Pagan.
La Fosseuse appeared on the threshold of the door, and Genestas noticed, not without surprise, her simple but coquettish costume. This was not the peasant girl of yesterday evening, but a graceful and well-dressed Parisian woman, against whose glances he felt that he was not proof. The soldier turned his eyes on the table, which was made of walnut wood.
"It is so, monsieur; your insinuating tone, your false humility, prove it to me. But there are sacrifices that no man should ask of his wife. Take care of Fosseuse yourself, sire; it is your business, and let the trouble fall on the guilty, not on the innocent." "The guilty! Ah! that makes me think of the letter again." "How so?" "Guilty is 'nocens, is it not?" "Yes."
At these words La Fosseuse looked at Benassis with eyes full of gratitude. "Would that I was rich!" came from Genestas. The officer's exclamation was followed by profound silence. "You owe me a story," said La Fosseuse at last, in coaxing tones. "I will tell it at once," answered Genestas.
The queen of Navarre was sitting with her ladies in the painted bow-window, facing the gate of the second court, as De Croix passed through it He is handsome, said the Lady Baussiere He has a good mien, said La Battarelle He is finely shaped, said La Guyol I never saw an officer of the horse-guards in my life, said La Maronette, with two such legs Or who stood so well upon them, said La Sabatiere But he has no whiskers, cried La Fosseuse Not a pile, said La Rebours.
Perhaps I might actually have refused to bear it but for a thought of religion which soothes my impatience and fills my heart with sweet illusions. Even if we were not children of the same Father in heaven, La Fosseuse would still be my sister in suffering!"
I removed Fosseuse, with all convenient haste, from the chamber in which the maids of honour were, to one in a more retired part of the palace, got a physician and some women about her, and saw that she wanted for nothing that was proper in her situation. It pleased God that she should bring forth a daughter, since dead.
I succeeded this way to defeat the malice of my ill-fortune; but there was still behind another secret ambush, and that of a more fatal nature; for Fosseuse, who was passionately fond of the King my husband, but had hitherto granted no favours inconsistent with prudence and modesty, piqued by his jealousy of my brother, gave herself up suddenly to his will, and unfortunately became pregnant.
The lady De Baussiere fell deeply in love with him, La Battarelle did the same it was the finest weather for it, that ever was remembered in Navarre La Guyol, La Maronette, La Sabatiere, fell in love with the Sieur De Croix also La Rebours and La Fosseuse knew better De Croix had failed in an attempt to recommend himself to La Rebours; and La Rebours and La Fosseuse were inseparable.
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