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"Well!" replied M. de Larnac, "we have nothing." "What? Nothing?" cried Madame de Lavardens, very pale and agitated. "Nothing, nothing; absolutely nothing the one or the other of us." And M. de Larnac springing from his carriage, related what had taken place at the sale before the Tribunal of Souvigny. "At first," he said, "everything went upon wheels.
"Where are you going, Monsieur le Cure?" asked the Countess. "To Souvigny, to the Tribunal, to learn " "Stay here Monsieur de Larnac is coming after the sale to tell me the result." The Abbe Constantin joined them on the terrace. Gertrude de Lannilis, Countess de Lavardens, had been very unfortunate. At eighteen she had been guilty of a folly, the only one of her life, but that one irreparable.
Two years later Jean passed first at the examination, and left Fontainebleau with the right of choosing among the vacant places. There was one in the regiment quartered at Souvigny, and Souvigny was three miles from Longueval. Jean asked for this, and obtained it.
An old lawyer in Souvigny, who was your guardian, came to see my sister in Paris, about the payment for the place; he told us what you did after your father's death, when you were only a child, what you did for that poor mother, and for that poor young girl. Both my sister and I were much touched by it." "Yes," continued Mrs.
All this passed through the mind of the old man, as he continued his walk toward Souvigny. He was going to the town, to the solicitor of the Marquise, to inquire the result of the sale; to learn who were to be the new masters of the castle of Longueval.
"It is Jean," said he, "my godson, lieutenant of artillery, now quartered at Souvigny. He is one of the family." Jean made two deep bows, the Americans two little ones, after which they foraged in their bags, from which each drew a 'rouleau' of 1,000 francs, daintily inclosed in green sheaths of serpent-skin, clasped with gold. "I have brought you this for your poor," said Mrs. Scott.
The present population of Souvigny is something over three thousand, doubtless, as in the case of La Charite, less than that of its former monastery and dependencies. As we wind upwards, thus flanking the town and abbey, we realise the superb position of this cradle and mausoleum of the Bourbons. For Souvigny was both.
Scott and Bettina stopped, struck with this inscription carved on the stone: "Here lies Dr. Marcel Reynaud, Surgeon-Major of the Souvigny Mobiles; killed January 8, 1871, at the Battle of Villersexel. Pray for him." When they had read it, the Cure, pointing to Jean, said:. "It was his father!"
It is the first time such a thing has happened with you." It was also the first time that Jean had seen anything at the butts at Souvigny but cannon, ammunition wagons, horses, or gunners.
It was indeed Jean, who, when he saw in the distance the Cure and Paul de Lavardens, waved in the air his kepi adorned with two golden stripes. Jean was lieutenant in the regiment of artillery quartered at Souvigny.
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