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Updated: May 13, 2025
For my father's sake, for the sake of the name which I bear, I must give my hand to Victor de Marmont, and pray to God that some semblance of peace, the sense of duty accomplished, will compensate me for the happiness to which I shall bid good-bye to-day." "And you are willing to be sold to young de Marmont for the price of a few acres of land!" retorted Maurice de St. Genis hotly.
She was once more free to indulge in those dreams which had gladdened the days and nights of her lonely girlhood out in far-off England: dreams which somehow had not even found their culmination when St. Genis first told her of his love for her.
Genis had opened her eyes to the possibilities of happiness; she knew that Life could hold out a veritable cornucopia of delight and joy in a union which was hallowed by Love, and her ready sacrifice was therefore all the greater, all the more sublime, because it was not offered up in ignorance. But all that now was changed.
I hate him!" she murmured as with an impatient gesture she brushed the gathering tears from her eyes. "Father had been so kind to him so were we all. How could he? how could he?" "His duty, I suppose," said St. Genis magnanimously. "His duty?" she retorted scornfully. "To the cause which he served." "Duty to a usurper, a brigand, the enemy of his country. Was he, then, paid to serve the Corsican?"
"Let me go, you confounded thief," St. Genis cried, as soon as the unpleasant grip on his throat had momentarily relaxed, "you accursed spy .
"You are always welcome in this house, my good Maurice," said the Comte in his loftiest manner, "and at any hour of the day." And he added with a certain tone of dignified reproach: "I did ask you to be my guest to-night, if you remember." "And I," said St. Genis, "was churlish enough to refuse.
Now, covered with shame, and boiling with wrath at the defection, St. Genis asks leave of the General to escort M. le Comte de Cambray and his party to Paris. "We shall be better off for extra protection," urges M. le Comte de Cambray in support of St. Genis' plea for leave. "I shall only have the coachman and two postillions with me. M. de St.
Genis paused in his impassioned denunciation, he had himself completely under control: only his eyes appeared to glow with an unnatural fire, and little beads of moisture appeared upon his brow and matted the dark hair against his forehead.
Genis had given him a vivid account of the encounter at Laffray, and his ears were still ringing with the cries of "Vive l'Empereur!" which had filled the streets and ramparts of Grenoble until he himself fled back to his own château, sickened at all that he had seen and heard.
Genis would take leave of her before she went indoors. But even if he did not, de Marmont meant to have a few words with Crystal.
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