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Rubaut endeavoured to assume a tone of good-humoured familiarity; but there appeared through this a misgiving as to whether he was thus either letting himself down, on the one hand, or, on the other, encroaching on the dignity of the person he addressed. His prisoner was a negro; but then he had been the recognised Commander-in-Chief of Saint Domingo.
"They will not come here they cannot come here," interrupted Rubaut. "No one knows that you are here, but some three or four who will never tell." "How," thought Toussaint, "have they secured Mars Plaisir, that he shall never tell?" For the poor man's sake, however, he would not ask this aloud.
I might be able to forebode for France, and for its ruler." Rubaut folded his arms, and leaned, as if anxious to listen, against the wall beside the fire; but it was so wet that he quickly shifted his position; still, however, keeping his eyes fixed on his prisoner. "And what would you forebode for France, and for her ruler?" he asked. "That my country will never again be hers.
"Very well. Get lights, and I will visit him." Lights were brought. A boy, who carried a lantern, shivered as he saw how ghastly Bellines' face looked in the yellow gleam, in the dark vault on the way to the cell, and was not sorry to be told to stay behind, till called to light the Commandant back again. "Have you heard anything?" asked Rubaut of the soldier, in a low voice. "Not for many hours.
She declared that the Commandant Rubaut had orders from the Government to treat the prisoner well; that his servant remained with him to the last; that he was well supplied with books, allowed the range of the fortress, and accustomed to pass his days in the house of the Commandant, playing cards in the evenings: that on the last night of his life he excused himself from the card-table, on the plea of being unwell; that he refused to have his servant with him, though urged not to pass the night alone; that he was left with fire, fauteuil, flambeaux, and a book, and found dead in his chair in the morning; and that the physicians who examined the body declared his death to have been caused by the rupture of a blood-vessel in the heart.
"How many hours? We reckon twenty-four hours to the day and night, as is the custom in Europe," replied Rubaut; whether in ignorance or irony, his prisoner could not, in the dim twilight, ascertain. He only learned too surely that no exit from this cell was to be allowed. Firewood and light were brought.
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