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"Christ strengthen you, my child," said Toussaint, "as Therese is strengthening! She can already serve those whom she and you once hated alike: and she is about to save her foe of foes." "No, you will not save Monsieur Papalier," said Genifrede. "L'Ouverture is a prophet, as all men are in proportion as they are Christians," said Therese. "If he says I shall save my enemy, I believe I shall."
Papalier clapped spurs to his horse, and rode round, faster than his companions could follow him. At length Bayou intercepted his path at a sharp turn, caught his bridle, and said "My dear fellow, come with me. There is nothing to be done here. Your people are all gone; and if they come back, they will only cut your throat. You must come with me; and under the circumstances, I cannot stay longer.
On surmounting the ridge, Henri stretched out his hand, and pulled the bridle of Monsieur Bayou's horse to the left, so as to turn it into a narrow, green track which here parted from the road. "What now, sir?" cried Papalier, in a tone of suspicion, checking his horse, instead of following.
Had it been in mere speculation between him and myself that those papers had come in question, God knows I should have called him something very different." "There is something in the man that infatuates that blinds one's judgment, certainly," said Papalier. "His master, Bayou, spoiled him with letting him educate himself to an absurd extent.
She could only say that Genifrede had nursed Dessalines well; and she must have her help again now. "You will go, Genifrede," said her father; "that Madame Dessalines may be at liberty to nurse Monsieur Papalier herself." "No, no," said Therese, trembling. Genifrede also said "No." "You would not have me nurse him?" said Therese. "Any one else! Ask me to save Rochambeau.
I have still three brigades, and the great body of the cultivators, in reserve; but we shall all act with stronger hearts if our heart's treasure is safe in the mornes." "Are we to lose Dessalines?" asked Monsieur Pascal. "I believe not. He is severely wounded, and, at this moment, exasperated. He vows the death of Monsieur Papalier; and I vow his safety while he is my guest."
"Nay, General, I have called him no names not even `traitor." "I have not owed him my life, Monsieur Papalier; and you are not the commander of these forces. It is my duty to prevent the defection of the negro troops; and I therefore used the language of the government I serve in proclaiming him a traitor.
Papalier was himself again, and was demanding where he was, and what had been the matter. He felt the blister on his head; he complained of the soreness and stiffness of his mouth and tongue; he tried to raise himself, and could not; and, on the full discovery of his state, he wept like a child. Gently, but not tenderly, did Therese endeavour to comfort him.
Monsieur Papalier had unceremoniously entered into conversation with some of the guests of his own complexion, and did not cease upon any hint, declaring to those about him, that none of this was new to him, as he was in the counsels of Bonaparte in all Saint Domingo affairs.
"For how many shall the safe-conduct be?" asked Toussaint, who had also risen. "For yourself alone, or more?" "No one knows better than you," said Papalier, hastily, "that I have only one servant left," pointing again to the couch. "And," lowering his voice, so that Therese could not hear, "she, poor thing, is dreadfully altered, you see has never got over the loss of her child, that night."
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