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'None, I should suppose; and if it were, it would be no matter, said I. 'With your usual penetration, you guessed right. An Englishman brought it me. It reached me, through the hands of his English solicitor, from my great-uncle, the Comte de Keroual de Saint-Yves, I believe the richest emigre in London. 'I can do no more than take your word for it, said she.
"I know Monsieur de Saint-Yves is in it; it was through his papers we traced you," I said. "Do you consent to make a clean breast of the others?" "I do I will!" he cried. "The 'ole crew of 'em; there's good names among 'em. I'll be King's evidence." "So that all shall hang except yourself? You damned villain!" I broke out. "Understand at once that I am no spy or thief-taker.
"I have the pleasure of addressing Monsieur le Vicomte Anne de Kéroual de Saint-Yves?" said he. "Well," said I, "I do not call myself all that; but I have a right to, if I choose. In the meanwhile I call myself plain Champdivers, at your disposal. It was my mother's name, and good to go soldiering with." "I think not quite," said he; "for if I remember rightly your mother also had the particle.
She looked at me with what seemed anger. "I tell you the man stared," she said. And Ronald added: "O, I don't think he meant any harm. I suppose he was just surprised to see us walking about with a pr with M. Saint-Yves." But the next morning, when I went to Chevenix's rooms, and after I had dutifully corrected his exercise "I compliment you on your taste," said he to me.
Nor was this the extent of my misfortune; for the next night, and the night after, were adorned with a perfect galaxy of stars, and showed every cat that stirred in a quarter of a mile. During this interval, I have to direct your sympathies on the Vicomte de Saint-Yves! All addressed me softly, like folk round a sickbed.
I am a kinsman of Monsieur de Saint-Yves here in his interest. Upon my word, you have put your foot in it prettily, Mr. Burchell Fenn! Come, stand up; don't grovel there! Stand up, you lump of iniquity!" He scrambled to his feet. He was utterly unmanned, or it might have gone hard with me yet; and I considered him hesitating, as, indeed, there was cause.
I do not say they can avail! 'Who can say that, M. de Saint-Yves? she said softly. 'But I think it is time we should be going. On the way back, as I was laying myself out to recover lost ground with the youth, and to obliterate, if possible, the memory of my last and somewhat too fervent speech, who should come past us but the major?
I was a Saint-Yves de Keroual; and I decided to strike off on the morrow for Wakefield and Burchell Fenn, and embark, as soon as it should be morally possible, for the succour of my downtrodden fatherland and my beleaguered Emperor.
"None, I should suppose; and if it were, it would be no matter," said I. "With your usual penetration, you guessed right. An Englishman brought it me. It reached me through the hands of his English solicitor, from my great-uncle, the Comte de Kéroual de Saint-Yves, I believe the richest émigré in London." "I can do no more than take your word for it," said she.
Sheepshanks began, eager to seize the opening presented. "The fact is, I'm a married man." "Already at two points you have the advantage of us. Proceed, sir." "You were good enough, just now, to give me your name, Mr. "The Vicomte Anne de Kéroual de Saint-Yves." "It is a somewhat difficult name to remember."
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