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My father should not have spoken about the Emperor, though he venerates his name." "Do you?" said Rodd. "I?" replied Morny proudly. "Of course. He is the greatest man who ever lived." "I say; I'm not Uncle Paul." "Of course not. But why do you say that?" "Because it seems as if you were trying to lead me on, like your father did with uncle." "Ah, no, no, don't think that.
Let me play the father to you now, and tell you that it is your duty to act as a man." "Act as a man, sir " began Morny. "Yes, my boy; act and not talk. Aboard, every one of you, my lads," he continued, to the sailors. "I am afraid we have been wiled away here by a cunning trick, for what reason remains to be proved.
I want no pay, but I might ask you to guide me and my nephew here in a little expedition or two into the forest." "Uncle," said Rodd quickly, "we mustn't leave the Count and Morny." "Well, well," said the doctor, "we'll see about that."
"Our skipper's as right as can be, Morny," said Rodd the next evening, as the lad was once more on board the schooner, and they were sailing gently along about a mile from shore, the brig following pretty close behind with the water streaming down from her scuppers as the work at one of the pumps was still kept up.
When he had paid the score he said with a smile: "That was rather a steep bill, but we have had rather a good dinner, and now, if you boys know of as good a dance hall we'll go there and I'll buy the outfit." First and last I have lived much in the erstwhile gay capital of France. It was gayest when the Duke de Morny flourished as King of the Bourse.
"I'll tell you about that, captain, by and by," said Rodd quickly. "What's that? You want to come aboard, Morny? No, you had better not. It's all muddy, and we shall have to begin baling. Pitch us in a couple of tins." "I'll bring them," cried the young Frenchman, rising in the boat. "Yes, my father, I wish to go. Hook on, and let me get aboard," he continued to the French coxswain.
The two Commissaries of Police went to report their "success" to M. de Morny. M. de Morny said, "Now the struggle has begun. Excellent! These are the last Representatives who will be made prisoners." The Gerontes, or Gerontia, were the Elders of Sparta, who constituted the Senate.
Sulaco was the land of future prosperity, the chosen land of material progress, the only province in the Republic of interest to European capitalists. Pedrito Montero, following the example of the Duc de Morny, meant to have his share of this prosperity. This is what he meant literally.
When all this was reported to De Morny, he remarked: "It is well; but they are the last deputies who will be made prisoners," meaning that any others would be shot. It was half-past three when the deputies were locked into the barrack-yard. The December day was cold and frosty, the sky overcast. The first thing they did was to call the roll.
"Pity those two were born Frenchmen, Rodd, my boy," said the doctor, "for there is something very gentlemanly about the Count, and I like that lad Morny too. There is something about him, Rodney, that you might very well copy." "Is there, uncle?" "Yes, sir, there is. Certainly.
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