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Updated: June 25, 2025
As soon as M. de Lescure had left home, on his recruiting service in the south of La Vendee, the ladies of his house went over to Durbelliere, to remain there till Henri Larochejaquelin should start for Saumur, and give their aid to Agatha in all her work.
Henri Larochejaquelin is the only man whom all the peasants, all the soldiers, all the officers, know intimately; and the last duty I can perform in the service of my King is to implore you to put him at the head of your troops. He is young, and you will assist his youth with your counsel.
The populace are mad; they would kill him, if they could lay their hands on him." "Where are your hopes now, Charles?" said Larochejaquelin. "Is it yet time for us to proclaim what we are is it yet time for us to move? or are we to set still, until Danton enrolls us in his list of suspected persons?"
He had, he thought, reconciled himself to the cause of La Vendee; but still he felt that he could not dare to look on Larochejaquelin as other than an enemy. Denot started back as he recognized his visitor, and Henri's first object was to close and re-bolt the door, so that their interview might not be interrupted.
There was an immense deal for Henri Larochejaquelin to do. In the first place he had to collect together the fragments of the disbanded army; to separate the men who were armed from those who had lost their arms, and to divide the comparatively speaking small number of the former, into such bands or regiments as would make them serviceable in case of need.
As de Lescure looked at him, and observed the alteration which a few weeks had made in his appearance his sunken, sallow cheeks; his wild and bloodshot eyes; his ragged, uncombed hair, and soiled garments as he thought of his own recent intimacy with him as he remembered how often he had played with him as a child, and associated with him as a man that till a few days since he had been the bosom friend of his own more than brother, Henri Larochejaquelin, the tears rushed to his eyes and down his cheeks.
"There there now they come now they come. By heavens, there's Denot leading and see, there's de Bauge and Arthur dear boy, gallant boy. Well done, Henri Larochejaquelin: had you been grey it could not have been better done; he has got the blues as it were into a wine-press; poor devils, not one can escape alive."
Supposing that you, any of you, had had a brother who has done as he has done, would you not still pray, in spite of his crimes, that he might be forgiven? I know you all love my brother. He deserves from you that you should love him well, for he has proved to you that he loves you. He Henri Larochejaquelin your own leader, begs you to forgive the crime of his adopted brother.
Santerre and Denot were both kept under a strong guard in the saloon in which they had passed the night; and there the priest, Chapeau, and the young Chevalier passed the greater part of the day, anxiously waiting the arrival of Henri Larochejaquelin.
"I am told that she still lives in Poitou, and I think I heard that, some years after M. de Lescure's death, she married M. Louis Larochejaquelin." "She did so the younger brother of my own dear lord. He was a boy in England during our hot work in La Vendee." "Yes; and he served in an English regiment." "So I had heard, Monsieur; but you know, don't you, that he also has now fallen."
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