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The men-at-arms, however, consisting of three, who appeared to be the leaders, and of eight pikemen fought stubbornly and well. Cuthbert was not long in detecting in the tones of the man who was clearly at the head of affairs the voice of Sir de Jacquelin Barras.
... "With regard to the scheme which I proposed to you some time since, I am sorry to tell you it is totally frustrated by Miss R. B.'s marriage with Jacquelin Ambler, which the people here tell me they daily expect. Well, the Lord bless her! I say: but S y P r is still left for you.
They did not, of course, know whether the tent in which the conversation had been heard by Cuthbert was that of Sir de Jacquelin Barras, or of one of the other persons who had spoken; and Cuthbert suggested that the first thing would be to find out whether the count, after nightfall, was in the habit of going to some other tent, or whether, on the other hand, he remained within and was visited by others.
"Stop! explain the matter to Jacquelin," she cried, in a loud nervous tone. "Tell /him/ to go to Moreau; I must be dressed! Fancy if Monsieur de Troisville surprised me as I am now! and my uncle not here to receive him! Oh, uncle, uncle! Come, Josette; come and dress me at once." "But Penelope?" said Josette, imprudently. "Always Penelope! Penelope this, Penelope that!
"Quick! quick!" cried Mademoiselle Cormon, as soon as she had read the first lines. "Tell Jacquelin to harness Penelope Get ready, Josette; pack up everything in half an hour. We must go back to town " "Jacquelin!" called Josette, excited by the sentiment she saw on her mistress's face. Jacquelin, informed by Josette, came in to say, "But, mademoiselle, Penelope is eating her oats."
Now the provinces, which look solely to results, care little about the beauty or elegance of the means, provided they are efficient. To complete the picture of the internal habits and ways of this house, it is necessary to group around Mademoiselle Cormon and the Abbe de Sponde Jacquelin, Josette, and Mariette, the cook, who employed themselves in providing for the comfort of uncle and niece.
"She told me yesterday she had not had one for three months, adding that she was afraid it would play her a trick at last," said the chevalier. "Ha! so you are married?" said Jacquelin to himself as he looked at Monsieur de Troisville, who was quietly sipping his coffee.
This carriole, known to all the town, was cared for by Jacquelin as though it were the finest coupe in all Paris. Mademoiselle valued it; she had used it for twelve years, a fact to which she called attention with the triumphant joy of happy avarice.
Impatient with the pace, mademoiselle ordered Jacquelin in a sharp voice to drive at a gallop, with the whip, if necessary, to the great astonishment of the poor beast, so afraid was she of not having time to arrange the house suitably to receive Monsieur de Troisville.
"Chastise me!" he said. "Why, I could put you in my pocket for a little hop-of-my-thumb as you are." "I think," said Sir Jacquelin for the boys' voices both rose loud to the earl, "you had better send that brat home and order him to be whipped."
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