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She reached her hand to me, and when I would have saluted it like any dutiful subject, she took my hand in hers and placed Hortense's hand in mine. Then there was a great laughing and hand-shaking and protesting, with the courtiers thronging round. "Ha, Radisson," Barillon was saying, "you not only steal our forts you must rifle the court and run off with the queen's maid!"
It would have been altogether too ridiculous to repeat the absurdity contained in Hortense's letters-patent, and call Eugene "Viscount de Beauharnais;" but to accord him the royal title would have compromised the dignity of the legitimate dynasty. A brilliant solution of this difficult question suggested itself to King Louis.
Hortense looked at her husband with the expression a man condemned to death must wear on his way to the scaffold. "Claude Vignon took Stidmann there," said Wenceslas. "He says it is a very pleasant house." Hortense's head fell. What she felt can only be expressed in one word; it was not pain; it was illness.
"Reassure yourself, sire," replied the queen, gravely; "I will be their mentor, and I promise you a motherly surveillance." The emperor laughed, and, pointing to Hortense's two sons, who had just been brought in, he said: "Ah, madame, it would be much less dangerous for my brothers if they were of the age of these boys."
He had probably wondered what had changed the nature of Hortense's caresses, and the adventure of the torn money could scarce have failed to suggest itself to the mind of a youth who, little as he had trodden the ways of the world, evidently possessed some lively instincts regarding the nature of women.
"All by myself," said Hortense. Aunt Esmerelda shook her head and muttered, but rising, found a candle and lighted it. "Ef yo' say yo' prayahs, mebbe nothin'll git yo'," she said ominously. It was black as a hat in the basement, and little shivers ran up and down Hortense's spine, but she ran quickly to the storeroom and filled her plate with apples from the big barrel.
But if you happened to have been bitten by an overwhelming passion, you would find a thousand arguments in favor of yielding as women do when they are in love. Yes, and Hortense's interests will suggest to your feelings such terms of surrendering your conscience " "Hortense has still an uncle." "What! Old Fischer?
With a cheer that set the rafters ringing, they were on their feet; and to Mistress Hortense's face came a look that does more for the making of men than all New England's laws or my uncle's blasphemy boxes or King Charles's dragoons. You ask what that look was? Go to, with your teasings! A lover is not to be asked his whys!
Hortense de Beauharnais urged the Doctor so merrily and so perseveringly, promising to marry him herself if the stars said so, that he laughingly gave way, but declared he would tell Hortense's fortune first, which deserved to be good enough to make her fulfil her promise just made. She was resigned, she said, and would accept any fate from the rank of a queen to a cell among the old maids of St.
The conductor came in several times and asked her many questions about her grandfather and her grandmother. He also told her about his own little girl who was just Hortense's age and a wonder at fractions. When it was time for lunch, the porter brought her a little table upon which she spread the contents of her box, and she had a pleasant luncheon party with an imaginary little boy named Henry.
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