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"If you mean the Indian who brought you at my order, he was my guide from Montreal." "But he was not with you at the potter's camp." "Yes, he was in the hut, wrapped in his blanket, and after you drove the door in he heard all that was said. Lazarre" Louis Philippe took my face in his hands "make a clean breast of it." We sat down, and I told him without being questioned what I was going to do.
I set him on my knees, and the surgeon poured a little watered brandy clown his throat. "Paul!" I said to him. "Stand back," ordered the surgeon, as women followed their children, crowding the room. "Do you know him, Lazarre?" asked Croghan. "It's Madame de Ferrier's child." "Not the baby I used to see at De Chaumont's? What's he doing at Fort Stephenson?"
Chattering with every breath Annabel entrained us both to the court, my poor master hobbling after her a victim, and staring at me with hatred when I tried to get a word in undertone. I put Annabel into the coach, and Miss Chantry made frigid room for me. "Hasten yourself, Lazarre," said Mademoiselle de Chaumont. I looked back at the poor man who was being played with, and she cried out laughing
Doctor Chantry could not be found when we returned to her father's hotel. She gave me her fingers to kiss in good-bye, and told me I was less doleful. "We thought you were the Marquis du Plessy's son, Lazarre. I always have believed that story the Holland woman told in the cabin, about your rank being superior to mine. Don't be cut up about Madame de Ferrier!
Lazarre Williams is just out of the woods and doesn't know any better. But Doctor Chantry he is older than my father!" "We wished to oblige you, mademoiselle," I said. But the poor English gentleman tittered on in helpless admiration. He told me privately "I never saw another girl like her. So full of spirits, and so frank!"
"If you pick quarrels with soldiers and duelists at every step, what are we to do?" "I picked no quarrel. It is my luck. Everyone is against me!" He hung his head in such a dejected manner that I felt ashamed of bringing his temperament to account: and told him I was certain no harm would come of it. "I am not genial," Doctor Chantry owned; "I wish I were. Now you are genial, Lazarre.
They did not sound flat to Tom, as repeated by Lazarre, and they sounded anything but flat to Carey, hurled at him as they were by a woman trembling with all the passions of her savage ancestry. Tannis had justified her criticism of poetry. She had said her half-dozen words, instinct with all the despair and pain and wild appeal that all the poetry in the world had ever expressed.
I looked anxiously down the spacious room without seeing Madame de Ferrier. The simplicity, which made for beauty of houses in France, struck me, in the white and gold paneling, and the chimney, which lifted its mass of design to the ceiling. I must have been staring at this and thinking of Madame de Ferrier when my name was called in a lilting and excited fashion: "Lazarre!"
I have used all the arguments I dared to use against it, but he is a pig for stubbornness. For my sake, for Madame de Ferrier's sake, Lazarre, help me to get him harmlessly out of the Tuileries, without making a public scandal about the restitution of the land!" "What scandal can there be, monsieur?
"I have been learning with a master in Count de Chaumont's manor house less than a year. Before that my life was spent in the woods with the Indians, and they found me so dull that I was considered witless until my mind awoke." "You are a fine fellow," the man said, laying his hands on my shoulders. "My heart goes out to you. You may call me Louis Philippe. And what may I call you?" "Lazarre."
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