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Updated: June 16, 2025
The city of Rheims, too, had not acknowledged the former Huguenot, and it was at Rheims, in the church of St. Remy, that the Holy Bottle was preserved. With what chrism, by what prelate, should the consecration of Henry be performed?
"What is the matter, my lord?" "That young girl! Where was it he wished to drown her?" "In the Seine, near Asnieres, I am told." "It is she! it is the same!" cried Saint Remy. "Of whom do you speak, my lord?" "Of the girl this monster had an interest in." "Fleur-de-Marie?" "Do you know her, my lady?" "Poor child! I loved her tenderly. Ah! if you had known how beautiful she was!
Moncharmin, who had his own ideas, did not want Richard to come to him presently, when the twenty-thousand francs were gone, and say: "Perhaps it was the ambassador ... or the manager of the Credit Central ... or Remy." The more so as, at the time of the first scene, as Richard himself admitted, Richard had met nobody in that part of the theater after Mme. Giry had brushed up against him...
Henri, without losing time in reasoning with Diana, carried her out of the house, and wished to place her before him on his horse; but she, with a movement of invincible repugnance, glided from his arms, and was received by Remy, who placed her on her own horse. "Ah, madame!" cried Henri, "how little you understand my heart.
Diana approached the window trembling, and with a convulsive shudder, like the bird fascinated by the serpent of the Antilles. She saw the duke on horseback, and the light of the torches held by the gendarmes fell on his face. "Oh! he lives! the demon lives!" murmured she; "and we must live also. He is setting out for France; so be it, Remy, we also must go to France."
But deign to listen to me, I entreat you I supplicate you; permit me, not to justify myself, but to explain to you my conduct; will you, my father?" Old Saint Remy answered not a word: his features remained immovable: he seated himself, and with his chin resting on the palm of his hand, looked at his son in silence.
The two shadows walked quickly along, although with a firm step; the former was dressed in a woolen overcoat, and at the appearance of the second apparition, as at that of the first, the count fancied he recognized Remy. The second, who was completely enveloped in a large man's cloak, seemed to defy every attempt at recognition.
He must possess overwhelming proofs before taking any active steps. Success depended upon present secrecy. He began by calling his valet, and ordering him to bring to him every letter that should come to the house. He then wrote to a notary at St. Remy, for minute and authentic information about the Lagors family, and especially about Raoul.
Never, then, separate your thoughts from mine, since we both have the same thoughts, sinister as they may be. Where you go, I will go; what you do I will aid in; or if, in spite of my prayers, you persist in dismissing me " "Oh!" murmured she, "dismiss you! What a word, Remy!"
"Well, I will reflect," said the duke, who wished to consult with Bussy. "I have won," thought Catherine. They embraced once more, and separated. Remy rode along, wondering in what humor he should find Diana, and what he should say to her.
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