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Napoleon had at last recognized his true character, and now too late, alas! recalled him from his post. "De gre ou de force, quand memo il aurait donne sa demission," he had written to General Bazaine.* * November 1, 1863. See Louet, loc. cit., "Un Reve d'Empire," p. 208. But this unforeseen contingency greatly disturbed the French minister in his operations.
"Will you enter, citizens?" said the General. I do not know why I followed them unless it were to satisfy a devil-prompted curiosity as to how Auguste de St. Gre had got there. We went into the room, where the General's slovenly negro was already lighting the candles and the General proceeded to collect and fill six of the glasses on the table. It was Citizen Captain Sullivan who gave the toast.
Gre, turning to Nick, "but now that you are to carry away my treasure, Monsieur, I do not know what I should have done without her." "And has there been any news of the Vicomte of late?" It was Nick who asked the question, after a little. Monsieur de St. Gre looked at him in surprise. "Eh, mon Dieu, have you not heard?" he said. "C'est vrai, you have been with David.
I will not weary you with the reasons and events which led to my coming from Europe to New Orleans, except to say that I, like all of my class who have escaped the horrors of the Revolution, am a wanderer, and grateful to Monsieur de St. Gre for the shelter he gives me. His letter reached me in England, and I arrived three months ago."
"The trouble may be," he continued, "that they have already made one of their matrimonial contracts with a Granpre, a Beausejour, a Bernard." "Monsieur de St. Gre is a very sensible man," I answered. "He loves his daughter, and I doubt if he would force her to marry against her will.
"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.
Wilkinson, who came here to brush away the causes of dissension, and cement a friendship between Kentucky and Louisiana." It was most fortunate that the note of irony did not escape me. "Where governments failed, General Wilkinson succeeded," I answered dryly. Monsieur de St. Gre glanced at me, and an enigmatical smile spread over his face. I knew then that the ice was cracked between us.
I found a girl with originality of expression, with a sense of the fitness of things, devoted to charitable works, who had not taken the veil. That was on her father's account. As you know, they are inseparable. Monsieur Philippe de St. Gre is a remarkable man, with certain vigorous ideas not in accordance with the customs of his neighbors.
"I saw dat light," said a voice which I recognized; "I think I come in to say good night." I opened the door, and he walked in. "You are one night owl, Monsieur Reetchie," he said. "And you seem to prefer the small hours for your visits, Monsieur de St. Gre," I could not refrain from replying. He swept the room with a glance, and I thought a shade of disappointment passed over his face.
"That your Excellency intended that both Mr. Temple and Auguste de St. Gre were to escape on that ship." "Mille tonneres," exclaimed the Baron, staring at her, and straightway he fell into a fit of laughter that left him coughing and choking and perspiring as only a man in his condition of flesh can perspire.
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