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Stanislas explained. "It may prove extremely useful; we have not too many interpreters in the army. I shall write to headquarters and report your qualifications. Do you speak any other languages?" "French, Spanish, and a little Turkish." "By Jove! you ought to be on the staff; they want such men as you. Can you sit on a horse?"
"No: washed overboard," replied McKay, "last evening." "Thunder! and in the water all those hours! But what was your craft? Who and what are you?" "I was on board the yacht Arcadia. My name is Stanislas McKay. I am an officer of the Royal Picts aide-de-camp to General Wilders. Where am I?" he repeated. "You'll learn that fast enough; with friends, anyhow. Doctor said you weren't to talk.
When declared of age, in 1723, a marriage was arranged for Louis with Marie Leczinska, daughter of the exiled Polish King Stanislas. Europe at this time was agitated over the succession to the throne of Austria, as the empire was now called. The Salic Law excluded female heirs, and the emperor, Charles VI., had died in 1718, leaving only a daughter, Maria Theresa, one year old.
In Poland, some years afterwards, I saw the same caprice at the coronation of Stanislas Augustus Poniatowski, and the old palatine noblemen almost broke their hearts at the sight of that costume; but they had to shew as good a countenance as they could, for under Russian despotism the only privilege they enjoyed was that of resignation.
Had he fulfilled his mission of warning, or had he been involved in the dire intrigues that threatened her lover? Her lover, too; her Stanislas to save whom she had come so far, braving so many dangers, and at the peril of her maidenly self-respect had anything happened to him? The terrible uncertainty was crushing her.
It lasted just long enough to let us see the fairy-like Place Stanislas raise its beautiful gilded gates and white palaces between the snow and the moon-light a sight not soon forgotten.
The Russian palatin had the pleasure of seeing his nephew Stanislas Poniatowski on the throne. I myself told him that these titles gave a right, and that the promise not to make any use of them was a mere delusion.
"My dear Stanislas!" he cried, "I cannot tell you how rejoiced I am to see you!" and he approached Marsac with arms that were opened as if to embrace him. The newcomer surveyed him a moment in wonder, with eyes grown dull. Then abruptly raising his hand, he struck the fellow on the breast, and thrust him back so violently that but for the stable-boy's intervention he had of a certainty fallen.
The woman drew herself yet closer under the shadow. "Go your way, please!" she answered sharply, with a catch of her breath. "You mishun'erstand. Allow me iggs I beg pardon, eggs plain. Name's Mortimer Stanislas 'Ratio, of that ilk. A Scotch exshpression." Here he pulled himself together again, and with an air of anxious lucidity laid a precise accent on every syllable.
He must be hiding, or in disguise; and now, when her anxiety for her beloved Stanislas was at its highest pitch, she was more than ever resolved to find out somehow what Benito was doing. One afternoon, when business was rather slack at Mother Charcoal's, she seized a chance of visiting the hut-town.
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