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As guardian, sir, of the regiment, do me the honour and justice of examining these papers" here he handed him his new documents, and passed around the family seal with its coat-of-arms. "Know me henceforth," he added, "proven, by a designation above all question, error, or calumny, and noble among the oldest in the kingdom my ancestral name of LeCour de Lincy.
She was kneeling at prayer. He withdrew, grasped his pistols with renewed determination, and stood at his post. Lecour and Dominique were quite ready the latter with his fuse, the former with a pistol in each outstretched hand and the need of saving Cyrène in his fast-beating heart. They were disciplined soldiers, the mob was not.
At last de Léry, with a clever movement, got in a savage thrust, from which Lecour only saved himself by extreme alertness with a little graze of the neck. De Léry was the better trained swordsman of the two, and it was evident that his loss in the previous duel was due to his furious recklessness on that occasion. Now that the blood of both was up de Léry had again the superiority.
Tell me your slightest wish, citizeness; it shall be yours." "You will grant me a wish?" she exclaimed. "Assuredly," he answered. "Take me, then," said she, "to him you call Répentigny." "Répentigny or Lecour?" he said, pointing to the name. "Citizeness, he is unworthy of you totally unworthy." "Maligner!" "Keep your coolness, Madame; the man has long deceived you.
Louis Réné Chaussegros de Léry, that model of blue-blooded elegance, was not the person to encourage any plebeian in basking in the smiles of aristocratic society. There was an inflexible honour in him, as well as pride, which was desperately shocked by the contrivings of Lecour. He therefore detailed the story, without any heat but without any mercy, to the mess-table of the company of Villeroy.
Yet, in case there be a technical defect for the purposes of a name in France, in the fact that we unfortunately hold Répentigny of a foreign power, I am ready and indeed from this time forth intend to recur to another name about which no petty cavil can rise for we are not so poor in titles as to be confined to one the original illustrious name of my family LeCour de Lincy.
The defence of New France against the British collapsed on the investiture of Montreal by Sir Jeffrey Amherst in 1760. The French army surrendered, and part of it was shipped back to the motherland. Lecour remained, and shouldering a pedlar's pack, plodded about the country selling red handkerchiefs, sashes, and jack-knives to the peasantry.
"But I have named you for the sub-lieutenancy." Lecour looked up; but it was not enough to revive him from so deep a slough. "I must go, Baron." "Galimatias! You shall not throw away a commission in the Bodyguard of the greatest Court in Europe. My brother-officers demand you, and you must not desert me, your friend your friend, Germain."
Just at the end of the family scene previously described, a noise was heard without, the latch was lifted, and a troop of Lecour's neighbours and dependants pushed in, an old fiddler at their head, who, clattering forward in sabots, removed his blue tuque from his head, and politely bowed to Lecour.
He therefore was able to enclose a packet of letters and affidavits arranged in order, and which included among others A long foolscap statement by d'Aguilhe, in which the Notary of St. Elphège took care to duly magnify his own dignity and precautions. A copy of the Lecour petition to insert the titles into the contract of marriage.
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