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"His stolen appellation is Lecour de Répentigny." "Répentigny? ah, I know, I know." "As I have said, sir, the man is a cheat. Here in my hands are proofs of it, and I, myself, am personal witness against him." "Ah, this is serious, this is serious," repeated the Prince in a disturbed tone. "Your Excellency will, then, order his expulsion from the company?" "Ah, you ask much, you ask much.
The son of the merchant Lecour was a handsome youth, and there was great joy in the family at his coming home to St. Elphège. For he was going to France on the morrow; it was with that object that his father had sent to town for him the little walled town of Montreal. It was evening, early in May, of the year 1786.
A large, turbulent Guardsman refused to salute him. Germain stopped, marked the man, and ordered his arrest. "You arrest me!" the private shouted, conscious of his equal rank with the officers of the ordinary army; "you reptile, you huckster's son! You order gentlemen about! you, Lecour, the man of the stolen name!"
"The hour is nothing," de Lincy replied; "I have always received visitors in bed." "But not always relatives." A lofty look passed over the other's face. "I am the only de Lincy." "Will Monsieur lend me his seal?" said Maître Gilles to Lecour. Then, handing it to the de Lincy, he exclaimed, "Here is a discovery of mine!" "What, are these my arms?" cried the old man.
"That Monsieur de Léry should merely say off hand before his friends that what he had told of Monsieur Lecour was said at hazard." "Then, sir, tell the Chevalier de Bailleul that when I said I was willing to arrange that affair amicably I did not know that he would dare to propose that I commence by consenting to the formal and complete dishonour of Monsieur de Léry.
She was stretching out her hand to take the pen which Jude passed to her. "Madame," Lecour exclaimed breathlessly, "I have a prayer to make to you immediately." "Yes, Monsieur de Répentigny?" "For a commission." "Delightful." "A vacant commission of sub-lieutenant in the company of the Prince." She dropped the pen in wonder and looked at the Abbé Jude, whose face turned sickly.
Lecour, his brain on fire, drew back and steadied himself to retain presence of mind. An instant after he could hear the roar of the mob as it surged up and the voice of Miomandre shouting to them, "My friends, you love your King."
"Yes, my Germain, at last," wife Lecour exclaimed joyfully, throwing her arms around his neck, "at last you will set eyes on Versailles, and my dreams about you will come true!" The youth himself was in a daze of smiles and tears. The chamber in which they were was the living-room of the house.
Lecour looked at him, heaving a deep breath of relief, and rising, allowed himself to be shown to the sleeping chamber. When about to breakfast the next morning, on the rolls and wine sent up by the genealogist, he found a tiny package on his plate, opening which he saw a handsome old watch-seal fitted with a newly-cut stone in intaglio, showing a lion rampant on a shield.
As soon as he could he made his way to Collinot, and asked that a time be fixed for the hearing of his case. "This day fortnight at ten of the clock before noon," Collinot said in his decisive, military manner. Lecour saluted and retired, and the Adjutant wrote a notice for de Léry to prepare his counter-proof. Both sides entered into the contest with the utmost activity.
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