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George Masson continued his pleading. "You were always a man of mind" Jean Jacques' fierce agitation visibly subsided, and a surly sort of vanity crept into his face "and you married a girl who cared more for what you did than what you thought that is sure, for I know women. I am not married, and I have had much to do with many of them. I will tell you the truth.
All the works of C. shed light on his personality, but Sartor Resartus especially may be regarded as autobiographical. Froude's Thomas Carlyle ... First 40 Years of his Life , Thomas Carlyle ... His Life in London, by the same , Letters and Memories of Jane Welsh Carlyle , various Lives and Reminiscences by Prof. Masson and Nichol, etc. SUMMARY. B. 1795, ed.
[Footnote 13: Masson (Napoléon inconnu, Vol. I, p. 160) denies all the statements of this paragraph. He likewise proves to his own satisfaction that Bonaparte was neither in Lyons nor in Douay at this time. The narrative here given is based on Coston and on Jung, who follows the former in his reprint of the documents, giving the very dubious reference, Mss. Archives de la guerre. Although these manuscripts could not be found by me, I am not willing to discard Jung's authority completely nor to impugn his good faith. Men in office frequently play strange pranks with official papers, and these may yet be found. Moreover, there is some slight collateral evidence. See Vieux: Napoleon
Masson, and four others of less importance, who were ordered by an ordinance to be transported to Bermuda during the queen's pleasure. These persons, as well as sixteen others, including Papineau, who had fled from justice, were declared to be subject to death should they venture to enter the province. Not a single rebel suffered death on the scaffold during Lord Durham's administration.
But then again perhaps she knew already. He hoped she did. At the very moment that Masson was thinking this, while he went to the main road where he had left his horse and buggy tied up, Carmen came to know. Carmen had not seen her husband that morning until now.
It was a sound of dumbfounded amazement, a hoarse cry of horror which was not in tune with the beauty of the morning. "Ah!" It came from his throat like the groan of a trapped and wounded lion. George Masson had almost finished his inspection, when he heard a noise behind him. He turned and looked back. There stood Jean Jacques with his hand on the lever.
M. Frederic Masson, whose minute studies regarding everything relating to Napoleon have won him a seat in the French Academy, writes of Marie Walewska at this time: Every force was now brought into play against her.
Sergeant Masson stopped at a small house in a quiet street and mounted to the third floor. There he hesitated. The wife of the chief was known for her sharp temper. However, there was nothing to be done but ring, and this he did in a timid manner. In a few moments he heard the door-chain withdrawn, and a woman's voice cried: "Who is there?" "It is I, Madame, Sergeant Masson."
"Ah, there you are, Masson!... At last!... An event of the first importance occurs, an amazing scandal breaks out and you desert your post.... It's always the way if I'm not here to look after things. I shall have to report you, you know. Where have you been?" The speaker was a man still quite young, who wore the ribbon of the Legion of Honor. It was the chief himself.
George Masson was to come and inspect the flume early that morning. Had he come? She had not seen him. But the river was flowing through the flume: she could hear the mill-wheel turning she could hear the mill-wheel turning!
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