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Therese came to say that her husband had yet something to relate into Toussaint's own ear before he could sleep; but, on her own part, she entreated that she might first be permitted to dress his wounds. "Send for me when you think fit, and I will come, madame. But, Therese, one word. I am aware that Monsieur Papalier is here.
It is strange," muttered Papalier. "I believe you, however, I trust you, Therese; and I thank you, love." Therese started at that old word that old name. Recovering herself, she inquired "Have you more to ask of me? Is there any other service I can render you?" "No, no. You have done too much for me too much, considering the new order of affairs." "I have something to ask of you.
He stood looking on the ground, till a glass of champagne was brought to him, bowed to the company, drank it off, and was gone. "How demure the fellow looks!" said Monsieur Papalier, a planter, to Bayou, his neighbour in the plain, who now sat opposite to him; "what an air of infinite modesty he put on!
Of others, such as the wife, daughters, and third son of Toussaint, Monsieur Papalier, and the tutors, Azua and Loisir, I knew only that they existed, without being able to learn their names or characters. The only character designed to be fully and faithfully accordant with history is that of Toussaint himself.
Will you be pleased to " "Oh, yes, I will breakfast; and was never more ready. Monsieur Papalier, our morning mass has kept you waiting, I fear."
"How many wives and children have you, Toussaint?" asked Papalier. "I have five children, sir." "And how many wives in your time?" Toussaint made no answer. Bayou said for him "He has such a good wife that he never wanted more. He married her when he was five-and-twenty did not you, Toussaint?" Toussaint had dropped into the rear.
She shrieked and struggled till she saw Papalier, when she rushed towards him. "Poor Therese!" cried he, patting her shoulder. "How we have frightened you! There is nobody here but friends. At least, so it seems. Where are all the people? And who did this mischief?"
"You may, perhaps, meet two thousand devils, if you keep the high road to the plain," answered Henri, quietly. To Monsieur Bayou he explained that Toussaint would probably choose this road, through Madame Oge's plantation. "Come on, Papalier; do not lose time. All is right enough," said Bayou. "The grass-tracks are the safest to-night, depend upon it." Papalier followed, in discontented silence.
"Good, good! Papalier, we cannot do better. Come in. Toussaint, take home this young woman. Your girls will take care of her. Eh! what's the matter? Well, put her where you will only let her be taken care of that is all." "I will speak to Jeannette, sir." "Ay, do. Jeannette will let Therese come to no harm, Papalier.
"Vive le Roi, et l'ancien regime!" was the word as each detachment joined a word most irritating to Papalier, who thought to himself many times during this night, that he would have put all to hazard on his own estate, rather than have undertaken this march, if he had known that he was to be one of a company of negroes, gathering like the tempest in its progress, and uttering at every turning, as if in mockery of himself, "Vive le Roi, et l'ancien regime!"
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