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I am the Baron de Grancey; my friend, the judge president, is the Count de Bellecour." Germain's surprise would have been great had he been less in misery. As it was he was surprised at nothing. Here it was but another stab in his heart. Unable to answer he sat down on a stone bench. "Friends, we must change the diversion," Grancey said sympathetically.
The genealogist at once understood Germain's position, but he would take no mean advantage; he was honourable within his calling. He merely answered "No, sir." "Could you not obtain copies?" "For fifteen louis." "Here they are," replied Lecour, opening his purse and handing over the gold. The genealogist's ruddy face twinkled. "Now," said Germain, "this gentleman of whom you spoke is my relative.
'I am too cowardly and too good-natured to allow myself any kind of a butt black, white, or gray, and Germain still less than any other for he does not appear wicked, and they are unjust toward him. 'Well, Pique-Vinaigre, you have reason to be on Germain's side, for he has been good to you. 'To me?
He is entitled to be called in this contract 'François Xavier LeCour, Chevalier de Lincy." "A ah!" exclaimed again the Notary, solemnly, raising his eyebrows and poking over Germain's parchments. "Are they not correct?" asked Germain. "Without a doubt." "Is not my father the Chevalier de Lincy?" "It seems so."
On returning home she despatched M. Campan to Paris with orders to purchase at the celebrated Germain's the handsomest cane, with a gold enamelled crutch, that he could find, and carry it without delay to Marechal Villars's hotel, and present it to him from her. He was announced accordingly, and fulfilled his commission.
He took his head in his hands, and, elbows on the table, he sat very still a moment, reviewing as in a flash the events of thirty and more years ago, when he and Viscount Rotherby as Ostermore was then had been young men at the St. Germain's Court of James II.
Two or three mornings later, Dominique came into Germain's sitting chamber at Troyes and taking up his Master's service sword looked closely at it as if to examine the polish on the goldwork. Such was his custom when he had something special to say. Dominique's pieces of information were invariably valuable. Germain therefore looked up from the comedy he was reading and gave attention.
Thirty-eight years later these words came true at the gate of St. Germain's Abbey. As the supporter of the Pretender he was quite uninfluenced by admiration for England, and imputed, not to the English Deists and Whigs but to the Church and her divisions and intolerance, the unbelieving spirit that threatened both Church and State.
"By chance the last of the de Lincys is known to me, and sleeps not far from where we are sitting a noble so old and poor that he never enjoys firewood, and apparently lives solely on the sight of his precious proofs of noblesse; a food which, excuse me, Monsieur, is, in my opinion, very innutritious." A ray of hope crossed Germain's mind. "Would he sell these proofs?"
Germain's, and the possession taken by France in consequence of the treaty of Breda, after a long discussion of the limits and the declaration of France during the negotiation of the treaty of Utrecht, were foreign to the point in question.
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