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Updated: May 13, 2025


"My father imported it, David," said Monsieur de St. Gre. "It has not been used for many years. You are to be carried in it to the levee, and there I have a boat for you." Overwhelmed by this kindness, I could not find words to thank him as I got into the chair. My legs were too long for it, I remember.

And while they were awaiting the sailing of the packet for France they came to our house the old one in the Rue Bourbon that was burned. I would not speak ill of the dead, but Mr. Clive I did not like. He fell sick of the fever in my house, and it was there that Antoinette and Madame de St. Gre took turns with his wife in watching at his bedside.

There was one question which had been in my mind to ask him, concerning the attitude of Monsieur de St. Gre. That gentleman, with Madame, had hurried back from Pointe Coupee at a message from the Vicomtesse, and had gone first to Les Iles to see Antoinette. Then he had come, in spite of the fever, to his own house in New Orleans to see Nick himself.

"Monsieur is very kind," he replied, and added the taunt, "and well versed in the conduct of affairs of money." "Does Monsieur de St. Gre accept?" I asked. He threw out his hands with a gesture of resignation. "Who am I to accept?" he said, "a fugitive, an outcast. And I should like to remind Monsieur that time passes." "It is a sensible observation," said I, meaning that it was the first.

"That fat little Baron, the Governor, was for deporting me for running past the sentry and giving him all the trouble I did. It seems that the Vicomtesse promised to explain matters in a note which she wrote, and never did explain. She was here with you, and a lot she cared about anything else. Lucky that Monsieur de St. Gre came back.

Politically, the Alsatians despaired and "we had to live together, bon gré, mal gré. But deep in our hearts lay our French sympathies. Then after 1900 the Germans "changed greatly."

Yes, the Joppites were not asked to Mrs. Upjohn's to eat and drink only, or merely to have a good time, with whatever ulterior intentions of so doing they may have gone thither. They were asked for a purpose, a purpose which it was vain to guess, and impossible to escape. Go they must, and be improved they must, bon gré mal gré, and enjoy themselves they would if they could.

"Henri is in Austria, fighting for his King, I hope," said Madame la Vicomtesse. "So Madame la Vicomtesse is a refugee," he said with a bow and a smile that made me very angry. "And Monsieur de St. Gre!" I asked. At the sound of my voice he started and gave back, for he had not perceived me. He recovered his balance, such as it was, instantly.

Yes, I tell him. You tell the Citizen General how come you Jacobin now, and we see if he mek you Captain." A murmur of surprise escaped from several of the company, and they all stared at the Sieur de St. Gre. But General Clark brought down his fist on the table with something of his old-time vigor, and the glasses rattled.

There were four at his head, and three at his tail, two at the wheel, turning, and one up aloft, hallooing like a demon in the air; and when Master Brien showed a little aversion to this comic performance, they were going to drag him into the box bon gré, mal gré, till Bottom interposed and saved the men and the horse from destroying each other.

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