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I had but one thought and that was to reach Bringiers at the earliest possible moment. My hopes rested upon Reigart. I hastily took up my gun; and, plunging once more under the dark shadows of the cypress-trees, I hurried on with nervous strides.
The sum received was a pleasant relief, and would enable me to discharge my pecuniary obligations to Reigart; which in the next hour I had the pleasure of doing. I passed a night of great anxiety, almost a sleepless night. No wonder. To-morrow was to be a crisis. For me, happiness or misery was in the womb of to-morrow.
Under other circumstances the manipulation of my wounds, for they now felt painful, might have caused me annoyance. It did not then. What I had just heard had produced a feeling within that neutralised the external pain, and I felt it not. I was really in mental agony. I burned with impatience to question Reigart about the affairs of the plantation, about Eugenie and Aurore.
But Monsieur Gayarre is her guardian; and if he desire you to leave, it will perhaps be wiser to do so. She may not be her own mistress entirely. Poor thing! I fear there is debt at the bottom of the mystery; and if so, she will be more a slave than any of her own people. Poor young lady!" Reigart was right. My remaining longer might add to her embarrassments. I felt satisfied of this.
But the brave sheriff remained resolute; Reigart acted a most courageous part; my ci-devant host, and proportion of stripes on the complaint of a conscientious master for, after all, such theoretical protection does the poor slave enjoy. Into this room, then, was I hurried by the sheriff and his assistants the mob rushing in after, until every available space was occupied.
"Only what I have heard this moment from those gossips outside the room." I detailed to Reigart the remarks that had been made. "Really I thought you must have been acquainted with the whole matter. I had fancied that to be the cause of your long absence to-day; though I did not even conjecture how you might be engaged in the matter."
As it was, my whole soul was under the influence of a stronger passion my love for Aurore. "Yes Aurore loves me!" I repeated to myself as I passed out from the village, and faced down the Levee road. I was mounted. Reigart, in his generous hospitality, had even made me master of a horse a fine animal that rose buoyantly under me, as though he was also imbued by some noble passion.
It was only the night before Reigart had told me this, and the information had rendered me all the more anxious to hasten my business in relation to Aurore. I spurred into a gallop, and soon came in sight of the plantation. Having arrived at the gate, I dismounted.
Professional etiquette partly, and partly my own interference, forbade any change in this arrangement; and the latter continued to attend me. I have seen the other gentleman, who came once in Reigart's company, and he appears much more suited to be the friend of the avocat. Reigart is a stranger in Bringiers, but seems to be rapidly rising in the esteem of the neighbouring planters.
The whole claim is based upon tales told from memory by relatives, no other proofs have ever been found, and a careful and thorough research fails to discover any. In 1878 a pamphlet was issued from the printing office of the State printer at Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, written by a Mr. Reigart, based upon the above claim, and calling Mrs.
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