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"Ah, my friend!" cried the duke, "you are so good; if I could but do as you do, and eat pates and drink Burgundy at the house of Father Marteau's successor." "'Tis true, my lord," answered La Ramee, "that his pates are famous and his wine magnificent." "In any case," said the duke, "his cellar and kitchen might easily excel those of Monsieur de Chavigny."
"In playing at ball!" repeated La Ramée, who was beginning to pay great attention to the duke's words. "Yes. I strike a ball into the moat; a man who is at hand, working in his garden, picks it up. The ball contains a letter. Instead of throwing back the same ball, he throws another, which contains a letter for me. My friends hear from me and I from them, without any one being the wiser."
It is true that on coming to himself he found that he was still within four walls; he saw La Ramee twirling his thumbs ten feet from him, and his guards laughing and drinking in the ante-chamber.
Grimaud saluted in his politest manner and withdrew, as was his custom on the entrance of his superior. "Well, my lord," said La Ramee, with his rude laugh, "you still set yourself against this poor fellow?" "So! 'tis you, La Ramee; in faith, 'tis time you came back again. I threw myself on the bed and turned my nose to the wall, that I mightn't break my promise and strangle Grimaud."
"Ventre St Gris! La Ramée," cried he, "if I were told that at this moment there is in all France a happier man than yourself, I would not believe it." "And you would be quite right not to do so, Monseigneur," said La Ramée.
The guards asked permission of La Ramee, who gave it to them, but not till the evening, however; until then he had business and the prisoner was not to be left alone. Six o'clock came and, although they were not to sit down to table until seven o'clock, dinner was ready and served up.
"Exceedingly so," replied La Ramée; "but your highness never did think seriously of it." "Indeed did I, though!" said the duke; "and what is more, folly though it may be, I sometimes think of it still." "Still by one of your forty plans, Monseigneur?" The duke nodded affirmatively.
A cry escaped Claire. She clung frantically to Philippe; their eyes met, and in inexpressible ecstasy they exchanged their first kiss of love. Under Two Flags There are few women writers who have created more stir by their works than Louise de la Ramée, the lady who wrote under the pen name of Ouida. Born of English and French parentage at Bury St.
*This poire d'angoisse was a famous gag, in the form of a pear, which, being thrust into the mouth, by the aid of a spring, dilated, so as to distend the jaws to their greatest width. "Yes, I understand." "My lord observes that there will be enough to go around." "We shall take to ourselves the poniards and the rope," replied the duke. "And make La Ramee eat the pear," answered Grimaud.
"It is no compliment, Monseigneur," said La Ramée; "I say exactly what I think." "You are really attached to me then?" said the duke. "Most sincerely," replied La Ramée; "and I should be inconsolable if your highness were to leave Vincennes." "A singular proof of affection that!" returned the duke.
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