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The pack horses, jumping at the sound of the shot, flung up their heels, lurched to one side, circled and fell into a gallop in the rear. Clattering and creaking, the whole cavalcade went thundering up the valley. De Launay swore. "Missed, by all the devils! But I sure put dust in his eyes!" He turned around and there, sure enough, was Banker, standing on the rock, pawing at his eyes.
Holding the edge, he eased himself around it and, balancing on the outer side, closed it again with elaborate care. Then he took a tentative step and lifted his hand from its support. The next moment he tripped over De Launay and fell over his head, turning a complete flip.
It was a blue and misty haze on the horizon, running an uneven and barely discernible line about the edges of the bright blue sky. It was faint and undefined, but De Launay knew it for the Esmeralda range, standing out there aloof and alone and, perhaps, still untamed and uncivilized. He felt resentful and at the same time helpless.
Like that Pietro de Medici, who, at some of his entertainments, set Michael Angelo to make a statue of snow. My lord, did you ever happen to meet with Les Memoires de Madame de Stael?" "No: I did not know that they were published." "You mistake me: I mean Madame de Stael of Louis the Fourteenth and the Regent's time, Mademoiselle de Launay."
Then Mademoiselle de Launay told her how she had engaged Mademoiselle Berry of the opera to sing the cantata of Night on the succeeding evening, and she had fallen ill and sent to say that to her great regret her Royal Highness the Duchesse de Maine could not rely upon her, so that there would be no 'Night, and, consequently, no fete, if Bathilde would not have the extreme goodness to undertake the aforesaid cantata.
Indeed, I believe the only chance you would have to marry him would be by telling him all about them. He is, or was, an American, it is true, but he has been French for many years and he is not a common soldier. I refer to General de Launay." "General de Launay!" repeated Solange wonderingly. "Why, he is a distinguished man, monsieur!"
Just as De Launay was about to lower his glasses, a man rode out of the timber, driving before him a half dozen pack horses. The soldier watched him as he dropped below the rim of the cañon and, although distant, thought he detected signs of haste in his going. This man had been gone hardly more than ten minutes when a second horseman rode down the trail.
Alphonse de Launay, the author of the play, keeps to his text fairly well; but he adds a love episode which thrusts the friendship of the two musicians into the second place. Moreover, after the death of Pons, Schmucke lives to inherit his fortune and the Camusots are checkmated.
The brunette, freeing herself unceremoniously enough from her living madrigals, came running lightly up to Marie Launay, who held out towards her an aluminum pencil-case and the sheet of paper. "What the devil is that?" asked Molina. "Let us go and see," said Granet. "Would it not be an indiscretion on our part?" asked Vaudrey, half seriously.
De Launay's shot, which had crushed the edge of the rock to powder, had exposed to the prospector the glittering gold of French Pete's lost Bonanza! De Launay headed up into the hills, making for the spot he and others familiar with the region knew as The Crater.
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