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He had stolen out immediately after supper from neighbours who wished to see him, and had come here by a roundabout way, because he wished to be alone. George Masson and Carmen were together for a few moments only, but Jean Jacques heard his wife say, "Yes, to-morrow for sure," and then he saw her kiss the master-carpenter kiss him twice, thrice.
Before he reached Winnipeg the blood-thirsty president had murdered Scott. I hope the reader has not forgotten that Monseigneur was the same divine who used to look with delight upon Louis Riel when a child, and stroke his glossy, black hair. That he was the same gentleman who found for the lad a benefactress in the person of Madame Masson.
At Crezancy, another officer shot with his own hand young Lesaint, 18 years old, "to prevent his being a soldier later on." At Embermenil, Madame Masson was shot for having, in absolute good faith, given some wrong information. As she was obviously in a state of pregnancy they made her sit down on a bench to meet her fate. At Ethe, two priests were shot "for having buried some weapons."
"Defamation of character" could there possibly be a better opening for what he had promised Judge Carcasson he would say! "Ah, Monsieur Masson," very officially and decorously replied M. Fille, "but is it defamation of character? If the thing is true, then what is the judgment? It goes against you so there!" There was irony in the last words.
Catherine II. had mounted the throne of Russia the Empress who, according to Masson, had but two passions, which she carried to the grave "her love of man, which degenerated into libertinage; and her love of glory, which degenerated into vanity."
Forgiveness did not solve her problem. "I am going to take you to Montreal and then out to Winnipeg, when I've got the cheese-factory going," he said with a wise look in his face, and with tenderness even coming into his eyes. "I know what mistakes I've made" had not George Masson the despoiler told him of them? "and I know what a scoundrel that fellow is, and what tricks of the tongue he has.
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!
Suddenly George Masson thrust his face forward near that of M. Fille, who did not draw back. "You will inform the Court that the prisoner refuses to incriminate himself, eh?" he interjected. "No, monsieur, I will inform Monsieur Barbille of what I saw. I will do this without delay. It is the one thing left me to do."
My excuse for attempting to write of Milton alter Mr. Masson is that his life is in six volumes octavo, with a total of some four to five thousand pages. The present outline is written for a different class of readers, those, namely, who cannot afford to know more of Milton than can be told in some two hundred and fifty pages.
Josephine was an adept at trying the efficacy of weeping, and if M. Masson has gauged the influence of melting the heart of the spirit of massacre aright, then Josephine was gifted with, and made the instrument of, a divine instinct that should claim attention and reverence for all time, even though her subsequent misdeeds occasionally incline us to avert the eye.
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