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But there is a punishment of fine and imprisonment for whoever fires a shot, between sunset and sunrise, within the precincts of the town; and although the enthusiastic sportsman is willing enough to run this risk, the hotel-keeper fears to be taken for an accomplice, and refuses to fetch the gun, threatening to drive away the bird if M. Louet goes for it himself. At last they come to terms.
Only the great tact and dignity of the French Commander-in-chief, Admiral Jurien de la Graviere, then prevented an open rupture.* * Louet, loc. cit., vol. i, p. 41. The situation had already become strained.
"'Have you seen the park yet, M. Louet? asked the captain. "'Yes, Excellency, from the window of my room. "'They say it is full of game. Are you fond of shooting? "'I delight in it. Are there any thrushes in the park? "'Thrushes! thousands. "'Bravo! You may reckon upon me, captain, for a supply of game. That is, if you will order my fowling-piece to be returned to me.
'Tis you, then, who betrayed us? "'M. Louet! cried Zephyrine, 'if you are a man, help me! "I saw the blade of a poniard glitter. I had no weapon, but I seized my bass by the handle, and, raising it in the air, let it fall with such violence on the captain's skull, that the back of the instrument was smashed in and the bandit's head disappeared in the interior of the bass.
It was very dark, and I was groping about with extended arms, when somebody grasped my hand. I was on the point of crying out; but the hand that held mine was too soft to be that of a brigand. "'M. Louet! said a whispering voice, which I at once recognized. "'What is the meaning of all this, Mademoiselle? asked I, in the same tone.
"'Zephyrine is really here, then? "'Certainly she is. A prisoner like myself. "'And Count Villaforte? "'Is Captain Tonino. "'And the castle? "'A den of thieves. "'That is all I wanted to know. Adieu, my dear Louet. Tell Zephyrine she shall soon hear from me. So saying, he plunged into the forest. "'Here, Romeo, here! cried Mr. Beaumanoir to his dog, who was fetching the bird he had shot.
"'Gnor si, answered he, 'cé la citta di Nizza un miglia avanti. "The thrush had led me into Italy." At Nice M. Louet is in great tribulation. In the course of his long ramble his money has worked a hole in his pocket, and he discovers that he is penniless just at the moment that he has established himself at the best hotel, and ordered supper for three by way of making up for past privations.
"'Thank you, most illustrious poet! answered M. Louet; 'I never smoke. It was not the fashion in my time. Smoking and boots were introduced by the Cossacks. I always wear shoes, and am faithful to my snuff-box. "So saying, M. Louet produced his box, and offered it round. We all refused except Méry, who, wishing to flatter him, attacked his weak side. "'What delicious snuff, M. Louet!
Very sensible advice, too, M. Louet, we should have thought at least, considering the odds of six to one. But the fire-eating Frenchman thinks otherwise. "'If it were a man, instead of a bass, who made me such a proposal, replied the captain, 'I should have had a word or two to say to him about it. Know, sir, that Captain Garnier never runs away!
I hastened to him. "'A beautiful pheasant! cried I. 'A fine cock! "'Yes, yes. Who were you talking to, M. Louet? "'To a peasant, who asked me some question, to which I replied, that unfortunately I did not understand Italian. "'Hum! said Beaumanoir, with a suspicious side-glance at me. Then, having loaded his gun, 'We will change places, if you please, said he.
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