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The guard, finally remembering that they had muskets, fired a few ineffectual shots, and there was some attempt made to search the thicket, which resulted in nothing. Meantime the two soldiers were pummeling poor Loubet, who had not regained his feet.
"I don't know what cut that may be," Loubet said at last, rising to his feet with a huge lump of meat in his hands, "but by the time we've eaten it, I don't believe any of us will be hungry."
And Chouteau labored with Loubet and Lapoulle to stir up bad feeling against the comrade, with the latter more particularly. Hein! wasn't he a dirty dog, if he had something to eat, not to go snacks with the comrades! He ought to have a lesson that he would remember, for his selfishness. "To-night we'll keep a watch on him, don't you see.
He was a revolutionist, he boldly declared; the others could not even say that they were republicans, did not know what their opinions were, in fact, except Loubet, the concocter of stews and hashes, and he had an opinion, for he had been for soup, first, last, and always; but they all, carried away by his eloquence, shouted none the less lustily against the Emperor, their officers, the whole d d shop, which they would leave the first chance they got, see if they wouldn't!
It was only when Napoleon became Commandant of the Army of Italy that M. Loubet, secretary and corrector of the press for M. Tournal, attached some value to the manuscript, and showed it to several persona. Louis Bonaparte, later, ordered several copies from M. Aurel.
"See here," Loubet said mysteriously to Lapoulle, with a view to raise a laugh at the expense of his simple-minded comrade, "when you see a bullet coming toward you you must raise your forefinger before your nose like that; it divides the air, and the bullet will go by to the right or left." "But I can't see them," said Lapoulle. A loud guffaw burst from those near.
So, they were giving out wood at last, the lack of which the night before had deprived the men of their soup! Twelve hours behind time, only! "Hurrah for the commissary!" shouted Chouteau. "Never mind, so long as it is here," said Loubet. "Ah! won't I make you a bully pot-au-feu!"
It was true that he suffered less from that pressure about his temples and at his heart, that horrible constriction that seems as if it would crush one's bones. He chaffed Lapoulle, who had manifested much uneasiness since the disappearance of Chouteau and Loubet and spoke of going to look for them. A capital idea! so he might get away and hide behind a tree, and smoke a pipe!
Certainly the Republic has seen Ministries made and unmade in bewilderingly quick succession; but these are at most superficial changes the real work of administration being done by the hierarchy of permanent officials first established by the great Napoleon. M. Casimir Périer was quietly elected and ruled firmly. The same may be said of his successors, MM. Faure and Loubet.
Loubet had peeled the beets and thrown them into the water to cook a feast fit for the gods, he declared it would be and fed the fire with fragments of the wheelbarrow, for they were all suffering so from hunger that they could have eaten the meat before the pot began to boil. Their huge shadows danced fantastically in the firelight on the rocky walls of the quarry.
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